Even Valerie could not figure out what Andrew was up to at this point, muttering, "What the hell is this bastard trying to do?"

Sergio's voice turned ice cold. "Not bad. Fine then, let me see just how deep your pockets go… 500 million dollars! Do you still have the guts to bid against me?"

Inside Suite No. 3, Andrew just laughed. He cleared his throat and replied, "I'm afraid my wallet has reached its limit. Congratulations, Mr. Harding Senior. I don't dare bid any further."

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