The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1682: Face Slap—Adding One Yuan Each Time

Chapter 1682: Chapter 1682: Face Slap—Adding One Yuan Each Time

"Number 023, two million."

"Number 007, two million four hundred thirty thousand."

"Number 011, three million seven hundred eighty thousand."

The price soared all the way up, quickly reaching around five million below.

Some people started to back off, not because they couldn’t afford five million, but mainly because they saw today’s auction stance clearly.

In the end, this precious auction item wouldn’t go for less than eight figures.

Some wanted to buy this simply as a gift, and spending so much for a gift wasn’t worthwhile, so naturally, some chose to give up.

But most people were still holding on.

Shawn Norton worried that Nathalie Quinlan might act on impulse. Seeing the girl with lowered eyelids seemingly indifferent, he felt slightly relieved and turned his gaze back to the auction stage.

At this moment, the price had soared to nine million, nearing the ten million mark, where more and more people chose to give up.

But the price increased more aggressively with each subsequent bid.

Number 001, Torre, hadn’t participated yet.

It wasn’t until the price soared to thirty million that he finally stirred, slowly raising his paddle and speaking in a tone similar to before: "Number 001, sixty million."

"Sixty million?! It doubled! As expected of the president of the Trade Association, wealthy and imposing, you can tell it’s extraordinary at first glance." Someone whispered.

Someone envied, "Sixty million is not a low price, almost a hundred million. There’s probably no suspense from here on, right?"

"The Trade Association doubled the price, what suspense could there be?"

"Exactly."

People whispered their discussions.

In the corner.

Zed Moore, with a face full of scars, looked extremely grim and punched the wall: "Damn it! They actually dared to auction off the Yancey Family’s Rare Earth, too bold, but unfortunately, I can’t come forward!"

He also felt that the final auctioned Rare Earth would likely end up in Torre’s hands, which soured his mood greatly, his gaze viciously fixed on the auction stage.

At this moment.

A lazy female voice rang out: "Number 015, sixty million and one yuan."

Zed Moore’s anger had his temples ready to burst, hearing this, he was momentarily stunned, couldn’t help but laugh: "Who is this?"

As he turned his head to look.

Everyone present had almost the same reaction, all looking towards the voice’s direction—

A girl!

An excessively young girl!

Dressed all in black, wearing a duckbill cap, with the brim pressed very low, revealing only a small part of her chin, her skin looked translucent under the light.

"Was the bidder just now her?"

"A fresh face, never seen her before."

"I haven’t seen her either..." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Who is she, daring to compete with the Trade Association for something?"

...

The auction site stirred with unrest, the noise incessant.

Shawn Norton’s temples throbbed, turning to look at Nathalie Quinlan, he had no chance to speak: "Nathalie, you..."

Torre’s voice sounded again: "Number 001, seventy million."

Tsk!

Nathalie Quinlan’s raised eyes glinted with some defiance, one hand still holding her phone, under everyone’s gaze, she nonchalantly said: "Number 015, seventy million and one yuan."

"Eighty million."

"Eighty million and one yuan."

Even if Torre was slow to react, he realized Nathalie Quinlan was targeting him, deliberately!

His face turned ashen, clenched his fists, and coldly spoke again: "One hundred million!"

A hundred million is no small amount.

He intentionally added some extra money, just to let the other party retreat in the face of difficulties. And to remind them, this is Inderia!

Inderia is not a place where these outsiders can be presumptuous.

Even defiance has its limits!

Who knew, almost in the next second, the girl’s voice sounded again: "Oh, one hundred million and one yuan."