Life After Prison by Silencieux
Chapter 1375

Jeremy was frowning too. "What with the people from VIP Room One? They just engaged in a bidding war with me for that third-grade low-rank spiritual herb, but now they're keeping quiet over this third-grade medium-rank spiritual herb? Is it possible that they were never here for the spiritual herb in the first place?"

"Nine million dollars!"

The price had soared to nine million dollars after an intense bidding war among the people downstairs. The price was not expensive for most people, and one could say that it was far lower than the supposed market price.

Finally, Severin stood up with a smile and said, "Ten million dollars!" It was a jaw-dropping bid that was one million spiritual stones more than the previous bidder. Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard that huge increase in bidding.

"The person in VIP Room One has finally spoken, and he raised the bid to ten million! Shall we raise any further, sir?" One of the people who had participated in the bidding earlier immediately turned to seek his employer's advice after hearing Severin's bid.

The man next to him smiled bitterly. "Forget about it. He bid one million more than us, so he's clearly determined to win. We wouldn't want to cause any trouble by making those in VIP Room One unhappy. Let them have it."

Many people shared the same view as that man, and no one else continued to make higher bids.

"Mister Severin Feuillet from VIP Room One has made a bid of ten million dollars. Would anyone else like to bid higher?" Caroline smiled and announced to everyone.

"Even Miss Caroline knows that guy from VIP Room One. There must be more to him than meets the eye. We should know better than to try and outbid him," someone whispered.

Another person said, "You're right. I

can't help but wonder who this person is, though. I've never heard of anyone like him before. There aren't a lot of people who share the same surname as him, and most of them are well-known in Oolong City. Why haven't we heard of it at all?"

Everyone was curious about Severin's identity, but no one continued to engage in a bidding war with him.

"Ten and a half million dollars!" To everyone's surprise, Jeremy from VIP Room Two made a bid.

Severin looked at Jeremy and smiled at him. "Eleven million dollars!"

"Don't be impulsive, sir! You fell for his trick once already, and we can't continue to let ourselves be played like a fiddle again. Are you sure you're willing to suffer another bigger loss if he decides to concede to you after you make another outrageously high bid?" a bodyguard next to him reminded him

immediately.

Jeremy's lips twitched a few times

before he said to the bodyguard, "But this is a third-grade

medium tank spiritual herb! Its value is at least fifteen million to twenty million. He'll be getting a steat if I let

him have it for eleven million. I'm not about to let him get it so easily!"

"So..." Severin smiled cheekily and looked tauntingly at the other party. "Shall we continue?"

"You think I'm scared of you?" Jeremy had never been that angry in his life. He gritted his teeth and said, "Twelve million dollars! This is a third-grade medium-rank spiritual herb, and I'm not making a loss here because it's worth that price."

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