novelraw Chapter 1866 - 440: Whatever It Takes, By Any Means Necessary (2)
Chapter 1866 - 440: Whatever It Takes, By Any Means Necessary (2)
The corners of the lips slightly curled up, with a veil covering the face, no one could see the bloodthirsty, chilling smile beneath it.
Even though the young man didn’t show his true face, just his slender figure like bamboo and his pure, ethereal temperament had already captivated all the women in the audience.
"Today’s final item is impressive, I’ll take it." A woman with a high nose and deep-set eyes, beautiful and seductive, raised the numbered sign in her hand.
The boss’s lips curled with satisfaction; he knew this item could fetch a good price.
"Oh, Princess Rosy, aren’t you fond of muscular men? Since when did your taste change?" A slightly plump woman full of freckles but adorned with jewels laughed with her mouth covered, her gaze mocking.
Princess Rosy, the famed flirt of the Royal Family of Country Y, even after marriage, didn’t change her flirtatious nature and openly kept male lovers. Princess Rosy’s husband, Count Alder, was weak and powerless, completely ridiculed. When Princess Rosy fancied a man, she’d stop at nothing to get him into bed. She previously had a taste for hulking muscle men. So why has she suddenly changed her style to fancy this soft and delicate pretty boy?
A princess sounds noble, but in reality, she doesn’t hold any real power while the daughter of Country Q’s Secretary of State outshines her.
Princess Rosy raised her head high, disdainfully stating, "What I like is none of your damn business!"
Seeing things about to turn into an argument, the boss quickly stepped forward, saying, "Please, noble ladies, don’t argue anymore. Princess Rosy has bid... five million, does anyone bid higher?"
Princess Rosy is the biggest patron here, he dares not offend her, and Miss Viola is also someone he mustn’t offend. The two have always been at odds, and he hopes they won’t start a fight here.
To sell for five million, that’s already beyond his expectations.
Just as he was about to strike the gavel, a steady voice suddenly sounded.
"Ten million."
It was like a bolt from the blue.
The boss looked in surprise toward the source of the voice.
Upon hearing that someone was vying with her, Princess Rosy’s eyes widened in anger, abruptly turning her head to look.
Viola turned back with interest; she loved seeing Princess Rosy become embarrassed.
The person sat in the shadows, their face unclear, only their approximate figure could be seen, graceful and elegant. Although their face was unclear, the pressure they exuded invisibly tightened both Princess Rosy and Viola’s hearts.
"Dare to vie with me, do you know who I am?" Princess Rosy stood up, looking over with arrogance.
Viola curled her lips; Princess Rosy was all bust and no brains. This person seemed to have quite a background, and she went ahead and thoroughly offended them before understanding their identity, an excellent way to court disaster.
The man standing beside the person slightly smiled, appearing refined and gentlemanly, "Highest bidder wins, it’s the rule."
"What kind of lousy rule is that! I see you’re just deliberately opposing me, the princess." Princess Rosy pointed at the person’s nose and scolded.
No one dared speak to her about rules from childhood. Besides, five million was her limit, and she couldn’t offer more money.
"Oh, it’s the Princess, but here we don’t talk about identity, only about chips. If the Princess can bid a higher price, then this person is hers. If the Princess tries to oppress others with her identity, once the news spreads, what face will the Princess have in the Royal Family?"
"You..." Princess Rosy was livid with anger.
The woman picked up her teacup, slowly sipped from it, her demeanor elegant and noble.
"Princess Rosy, what they say makes sense. A Princess means nothing here; you have to follow the local rules. Otherwise, once the news spreads, you’ll lose all dignity as a princess." Viola said, covering her mouth and laughing.
Unable to bear it, Princess Rosy walked over in a few steps, "I’ll use identity to oppress, so what? How dare you compete with me for a person; I’ll teach you all a lesson!"
"Oh? Who are you going to teach a lesson?" A faint voice suddenly echoed, the sound containing a touch of laughter, yet it sent shivers down everyone’s spines.
Princess Rosy instinctively stepped back.
The woman raised her gaze, her face finally exposed before her eyes. Seeing that face clearly, Princess Rosy’s eyes widened in confusion, not knowing what she thought, suddenly pointed at the woman in disbelief, her voice growing sharp with shock.
"You... you’re Lady Mindai?"
What? Lady Mindai?
Viola looked shocked.
The boss was so scared his legs shook, suspecting he heard wrong. What? It’s Lady Mindai...
Lady Mindai was low-key, but her name was renowned worldwide.
Her husband came from the Royal Family of Country Y, the only Royal Duke among the nobility, reigning supreme in Country Y, even the queen had to accommodate him. However, at thirty-nine, he died of a severe illness, leaving Lady Mindai a widow. This woman was extremely capable. After her husband’s death, due to lack of legal heirs, she recognized his illegitimate son outside as her own, raising him and inheriting her husband’s title. She was never lacking in strategy, playing a significant role in Country Y’s politics, even holding substantial influence on the global political stage. But after her son officially inherited the title, she quietly retired from public life, but her influence remained. Hence, when Princess Rosy recognized the woman as Lady Mindai, she was appalled.