No, forget being taken for a ride—there was no refund for any items sold on the auction, and the auctioneers took no responsibility for it.

The worth and willingness to bid for each item depended on each bidder's insight. No one could blame anyone else if their insight proved lacking.

Naturally, Sif could mention her family name. But while that could coerce the Leaf family into giving a refund, word of her lacking insight would spread.

She could not afford the humiliation, just as she hated being labeled as a rich failure.

As such, she had no choice but to take the bullet for the sake of her family.

Nonetheless, that was when Trevor decided to flash a vague smile just to rub it in. "So, Ms. Lionheart —you could stop flexing with that now, don't you think?"

Mr. Zurich. The Hyperion Root

sounded forced. "Even if it's too young, bumpkins like you won't be able to afford

asked, "In that case, I have a question for you... How

to look up at Sif, speaking ever so quietly while he braced himself. "Judging from the medicinal value and age... around 200

"What?! 200 million?! That's

is." Frank

toward Frank, pressing urgently, "How much do you want for

million." Frank smiled, leaving

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