Chapter 40: Another Meeting at the Auction House

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

However, things didn’t go as smoothly as Bob had imagined. After the company evaluated the land, they only gave him a budget of 30 million.

When Bob heard this, he almost flipped the table on the spot.

It should be noted that the starting price alone could be tens of millions, let alone the fact that land prices in the northwest region had been skyrocketing.

However, Bob’s words didn’t hold much weight as his brothers didn’t care about this matter and he didn’t have enough money to bid for it.

Even if he sold all of his stock holdings, it probably wouldn’t be sufficient. Additionally, he didn’t really want to sell them. With the stock prices skyrocketing and money coming in every day, it would be foolish to sell them now.

Feeling depressed, Bob went to the bar to get drunk. He always felt like he was unlucky. If he wasn’t an illegitimate child like Gwyn, he could surpass his brothers even if his family only gave him a few resources.

Just as Bob had a few drinks and his consciousness was a little blurry, he heard the conversation at the next table.

A seductive woman clung to the man next to her and repeatedly asked, “Did Mr. Gwyn really say that there will be government planning around No. 9? Don’t lie to me.”

The man playfully lifted the woman’s chin and replied, “Baby, how could I lie to you? Although it wasn’t Mr. Gwyn who said it himself, I saw a document on his desk with a strong emphasis on No. 9. Do you think the value won’t go up?”

Bob was already alert when he heard the words ‘Gwyn’ and ‘No. 9’. No. 9 was the piece of land that Mary had mentioned.

He glanced at the woman again, but he didn’t recognize her. However, the man next to her was unforgettable.

Wasn’t he Ford, the person who had previously tortured him?

Bob’s blood instantly surged, and he wanted to settle the score with Ford.

However, the woman continued, “I heard that the Smith family seems to have their eyes on this piece of land. As expected, big bosses like them are well-informed…”

Bob didn’t hear the woman’s last words clearly, but when he heard the word ‘Smith’, he gulped. He was even more certain that No. 9 was the most valuable.

The Smith family was considered a big shot in real estate. If they and Gwyn both had high hopes for Number 9, there was no doubt about its value.

Bob slammed the table hard. “Damn it!”

Even if he knew the inside story, he did not have the money. How could he compete with Gwyn and the Smith family?

At this moment, a big-bellied man with tattoos on his arms and neck entered Bob’s sight.

Bob suddenly laughed, thinking that the money had come. There’s always a way out.

Mary, who received the news from Dole, also laughed happily. The fish had taken the bait, and it was just a matter of time to reel it in.

Returning to the auction, no one showed any disrespect towards Mary anymore.

After the previous incident, particularly when they learned that Gwyn had exiled the families of those who had conflicts with Mary to Africa, everyone had come to a consensus – “Do not mess with Mary.”

When Mary saw Bob nod confidently at her, she almost laughed out loud.

She held Gwyn’s arm tightly, her shoulders shaking.

Gwyn also saw Bob looking over. He looked at Mary, but Gwyn wasn’t angry.

Mary always behaved like this when she was about to succeed in her evil deeds. She just didn’t know who was going to be the unlucky one today.

Gwyn whispered in Mary’s ear, “So, did my wife’s plan succeed?”

Mary acted like a boss and replied earnestly, “It’ll depend on your performance later. Don’t disappoint me!”

After saying that, she patted Gwyn’s shoulder, and Gwyn couldn’t help but laugh.

The auction finally began. Bob didn’t make a move and only stared at the Smith Company and Gwyn.

Gwyn had bid on two pieces of land in the middle, but he didn’t bid anymore.

Gwyn was well aware that the company’s resources were limited, and even if the land had potential for profit, it couldn’t compromise the current operations.

To Bob, Gwyn’s decision to not bid further must have been solely for the purpose of acquiring No. 9, especially since even Smith’s company had stopped bidding.

After a prolonged wait, the auction for No. 9 finally commenced.