He didn't know why.
But in that moment, Rex thought of the woman in the black mermaid gown he had seen at the entrance.
He hadn't even gotten a clear look at her face.
Yet, for some inexplicable reason, she was the first person who came to mind.
It had been a long time since anyone had dared to provoke him so openly.
Beside him, the men in his entourage were still joking around.
He let out a low chuckle and pressed the bidding remote again, a hint of amusement in his deep, sexy voice. "Five hundred million."
Serena didn't even flinch. "Eight hundred million."
The Ghost Alliance elder's voice panicked over the earpiece. "Demon! We only have three hundred million! I know this chip is crucial to the Ghost Alliance, but eight hundred million is way too steep of a loss!"
Serena's lips curled into a smirk, her lazy tone perfectly calm. "Who said I was going to buy it?"
The elder paused, bewildered. "Then what are you doing?"
"Stop prying into Demon's business!" Black Jack chimed in, barely containing her excitement. "Does she look like the kind of person who takes a loss?"
Sure enough, at that exact moment, the center booth placed another bid. "One billion."
One billion?
Everyone in the venue gasped in shock.
Bidding a billion dollars for a single chip-this was pure insanity!
The crowd fully expected the woman to raise the stakes, continuing this clash of the titans.
Rex sat back comfortably, raising an eyebrow as he waited for her counter.
However, the other booth fell completely silent.
"One billion going once! One billion going twice! One billion going three times!"
"Sold!"
The auctioneer slammed the gavel down, trembling with excitement.
The corner of Rex's mouth ticked up into a mocking smirk. He raised his wine glass
in the air, offering a sarcastic toast toward her booth.
Trying to snatch something from him?
She'd bitten off more than she could chew.
Meanwhile, inside Serena's booth.
The Ghost Alliance elder sounded anxious. "Demon, one billion... What do we do now?"
Black Jack rubbed her hands together gleefully. "What else? We steal it, obviously!"
That had been the plan from the very start. They were taking back what belonged to the Ghost Alliance by force if necessary!
The elder sighed heavily. "If the winner had been anyone else, I would've agreed in a heartbeat. But... this Rex guy is no joke His in in the United Realmon States massive. Snatching that chip from him is going to be near impossible."
Black Jack scoffed dismissively. "Who cares about Rex? If we send Demon out,
what can he even do?"
She turned to Serena for validation. "Right, darling?"
Serena gazed through the window toward the center booth.
She could vaguely make out a silhouette raising a glass in her direction.
It was a blatant provocation.
The corners of Serena's crimson lips curled up slowly, like a predator locking onto its prey.
Her smile was cold and mocking.
"Yeah," she replied flatly. "The billion dollars belongs to the Ghost Alliance. And the chip belongs to the Ghost Alliance, too."
Black Jack let out an excited shriek "Ahhh! Yes! That's the Demon I know
col the money is ours, the
gear is ours! Everything is ours!"
In the underground parking garage.
Rex accepted the custom-made case containing the chip from the organizers. Surrounded by a team of elite bodyguards, he strode toward his custom bulletproof Cadillac
He seemed to be in high spirits, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
He was even half-hoping the woman in the silver mask who had bid against him would show up again.
Just so he could get a good look at her.
He wanted to see exactly which underworld wannabe had the guts but lacked the
funds.
Right as a bodyguard opened the car door for him to step inside.
Vroom
A deafening roar tore through the space as the revving engine of a motorcycle
echoed across the underground garage.
A fiery red streak shot straight in from the entrance.