The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life novel Chapter 268

Chapter 268 How Can We Catch The Fish

With a cold expression, the blond man turned his attention to the screen.

A sly grin briefly played across his lips, mischief sparkling in his gaze. “Proceed!”

The red–haired woman, Samira Natt, acting on the instruction, enthusiastically lifted her paddle. “Fifty billion!”

This figure represented the maximum limit accessible to top–tier members.

Under the auction’s guidelines, the supreme member was required to double any bid

placed.

Meaning, a counteroffer would necessitate a staggering one hundred billion.

Could anyone justify spending such an amount on just a replica?

Most of the attendees believed that even the wealthiest wouldn’t be foolish enough to

go that far.

Nevertheless, the proxy bidder declared, “The supreme member offers one hundred

billion.”

A wave of disbelief swept through the venue.

Filthy rich!

The staggering bid shocked the wealthy crowd, leaving them stunned by the astronomical figure.

The attendees murmured, speculating about the identity of the bold bidder willing to spend such a sum effortlessly.

To casually bid one hundred billion without hesitation!

Inside her private suite, Corrine’s expression hardened, a cold determination in her eyes. “This is clearly a setup.”

Chapter 268 How Can We Catch The Fish

They had baited Nate by pushing the fund pool to its brink, ensuring he’d pay dearly.

“A supreme member, really?” the blond man scoffed, his look one of scorn.

His crew–cut subordinate couldn’t suppress a grin of malicious delight. “Sir, whoever bought that tiara for one hundred billion surely walked into their own trap.”

Samira added in a low tone, “That’s the price of showing off.”

“Curious about who might be behind this?” the blond man asked.

After a brief exchange of looks, the man with the crew cut responded, “Do you have an

idea?”

With a charming smile that enhanced his striking features, the blond man whispered

a name. “Nate Hopkins.”

At that revelation, a knowing smile touched Samira’s lips. “Ah, so it’s him.”

Nate’s financial resources made the supreme membership at Forreal seem trivial by

comparison.

Repeated encounters with Nate had previously gone in his favor, yet this time, they had engineered a scenario Nate couldn’t just brush off.

Corrine immediately recognized their scheme; it was clear Nate had as well.

Yet, Nate’s participation suggested he had come prepared.

“Without appealing bait, how can we catch the fish?” Nate mused, smiling knowingly at Corrine with warmth in his eyes.

Corrine’s eyes

widened momentarily. “You were aware of their scheme from the start?”

“Of course,” Nate replied.

Locking eyes with him, Corrine’s gaze softened into a smile. “Is it that the seasoned hunter sometimes pretends to be the prey?”