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    With a challenging lift of her eyebrow, the woman’s arrogant presence was unmistakable, even from afar.


    Zayn, momentarily caught off guard, quickly recovered, raising his gavel to ask, “Do we have a higher bid than one billion?”


    Silence enveloped the room. Zayn continued, “One billion going once! One billion going twice! One billion…”


    His voice grew louder, each word ringing with an eerie rity that filled the hall.


    At that moment, the doors to the hall burst open. All heads turned toward the entrance.


    A man with graying hair and a serious expression entered, carrying a tray that prominently disyed a ck gold card.


    The shock was evident not only on Zayn’s face on stage but also among the seated mid-level members.


    A whisper swept through the crowd.


    “Is that a ck gold card?”


    As the question hung in the air, a wave of disbelief swept over the attendees.


    The atmosphere in the room transformed instantly. The ck gold cardmanded attention, its intricate patterns interwoven with a perfect circle of wless diamonds—a symbol of unmatched authority and influence.


    The man presented the tray to Zayn with ceremonial precision. Zayn epted it, his throat constricting with nervous anticipation. Throughout his extensive career at the auction house, the revtion of a gold cardholder’s identity remained an exceptionally rare urrence. He discreetly dabbed at the perspiration gathering on his brow.


    “Would anyone care to challenge the ck gold cardholder’s offer?” His words echoed through the hushed hall.


    A heavy silence descended upon the gathering. While top-tier members represented the highest echelon at Forreal, ck gold cardholders—the supreme members—inhabited a realm entirely their own. These supreme members possessed the unique privilege of doubling any bid indefinitely, unrestricted by conventional limits.


    The red-haired woman’s expression tightened imperceptibly as she adjusted her earpiece, engaged in what appeared to be an intense consultation with unseen advisors. Jacob also discussed with Corrine, still processing the shocking development.


    “Miss Hond, a supreme member has entered the fray.”


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    Corrine steadied her internal turbulence, turning her attention to Nate. Her mind drifted to the painting she had seen at Evelyn’s ce. Though she had harbored suspicions upon viewing that renowned painting, the revtion of Nate’s status as a supreme member sent waves of astonishment coursing through her. Yes, he was the owner of that ck gold card.


    She lifted her coffee cup, using the gesture topose herself.


    “You’re a supreme member?”


    “As the heiress of the Ford family’s chosen one, how could I allow you to lose face?” Nate’s eyes softened with affection as his lips curved into a tender smile.


    A gentleugh escaped Corrine’s lips as she pondered the serendipity of finding such a perfectly matchedpanion.


    Nate’s eyebrow arched yfully.


    “Allow me to handle what follows.”


    Corrine lifted her chin with quiet confidence.


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