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    Driven by the desire to win it for her mother, Brenna raised the stakes with a bold bid of two hundred million. Finally, the bidder in Room 23 gave up.


    The next item up for bid was a rather unremarkable piece.


    Brenna wasn’t interested in the item, so she took the opportunity to deposit another two hundred million with the auction house manager. She was concerned that someone mightpete with her for the Woodham, a rare and valuable item of great significance.


    Soon after, the Orwall Queen’s diamond tiara was brought to the stage. The auctioneer spoke with great reverence, detailing how the tiara was set with many diamonds and a wless ruby, each gem worth a small fortune. This magnificent tiara had been worn by the Queen on her fiftieth anniversary, making it not only a piece of jewelry but also a historical artifact.


    Though the auctioneer didn’t exin how the tiara had found its way to the auction, he wove captivating stories about its history, heightening its allure and mystique.


    The bidding for the Orwall Queen’s diamond tiara began at one hundred million, with each bid increasing by ten million.


    Brenna didn’t rush to ce a bid. She watched as the price steadily climbed, reaching seven hundred million after the first round. Powerful buyers were clearly determined to get the tiara.


    Valeria Mendoza, strikingly beautiful, spoke in a sweet tone, “Viper, you gave up on that bracelet earlier, but I must have that tiara for my birthday!”


    Despite her height, taller than most women, her beauty remained undeniable. She wore a strapless, short dress that barely reached her thighs.


    Viper presented himself as a polished man with sharp features, suggesting he was a wealthy young gentleman, far from the brutal underworld boss he actually was.


    His look was one of resolute determination. He was intent on securing the tiara not only for the woman beside him but also for his own pride. Three years ago, he had embarked on a critical mission to assassinate the Queen of Orwall. That mission had been thwarted by a remarkably skilled woman. It was one of the few missions he had personally undertaken and the only one he had failed—a personal disgrace that still haunted him.


    He had recently learned that the Queen’s diamond tiara was now avable on the ck market. His resolve was to im it as a trophy, a reminder to track down and kill that woman.


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    Adding to his frustration was that this woman had worn a mask during her encounter with the Queen, obscuring her identity. He had been forced to consult specialists to reconstruct her face based on masked images.


    Despite exhaustive global searches by his people over the past three years, he had been unable to find her.


    Viper’s cold stare remained fixed on the diamond tiara as the price escted to eight hundred million, yet he refrained from bidding. The auction was now down to two bidders—people from Room 9 and Room 13.


    Just then, Valeria tugged at Viper’s arm. “Viper, should I ce our bid?”


    Viper gave a nod.


    Valeria instantly offered nine hundred million.


    The other active bidders gave up.


    With no furtherpetition, Valeria’s face lit up. She believed the diamond tiara was almost within her reach.


    “Viper, we’ve got it,” she said.


    “Nine hundred and fifty million!” Brenna eximed, slightly shocked that another bidder was using the same strategy of holding back until the final moments.


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