The Outcome Is Still Unknown

The people present were unaware of Joe and Naomi's intentions and were purely interested in the legend behind the jewelry set.

"Twenty million!" A cold voice rang out.

All eyes turned to Zack's private box, and their gazes accurately landed on him. Zack sat casually on the sofa, his arm draped over the backrest. His white shirt was rolled up to his forearm, revealing a sturdy bicep and an expensive wristwatch. He held a cigarette between his clean and slender fingertips, and a crimson spark flickered occasionally.

As the lights passed, a blurred profile emerged in the white smoke. That face was no less attractive than Tristan's.

"One bid, and it's already twenty million. It seems he's not short of money!"

"That's the heir of Peacevile Schultz."

"Ah, the recent acquisition of Connection Corporation caused quite a stir. His methods are quite extraordinary."

"Do you guys not wonder, Peacevile Schultz versus San Heith Louise, who is more superior?"