Chapter 739 Ninety Million Winner
Freya’s POV:
The moment her voice landed, murmurs filled the auction room.
“Where did this kid come from? An Omega, and she dares to challenge the Sanders?”
“Sixty million? That’s a ten-million jump for no reason. How long would it take to make that back?”
“Tsk, tsk… Looks like things are taking a turn. I thought with Ms. Freya showing up in person, the Sanders had this locked down.”
I was at a loss for words…
Hearing the crowd’s chatter, I clenched my teeth and gripped the hem of my dress tightly.
I knew Hayley would pull something, but I didn’t expect her to raise the bid by a full ten million—completely wrecking our budget.
That scheming bitch! She was doing this just to humiliate me in public!
If it weren’t for the fact that Alpha Benjamin was at her side, I would’ve given control to my wolf and ripped her apart right here.
“Ms. Freya, what do we do? If we lose this land, the board and the elders will never let it slide!” Nathan said anxiously.
“Shut up! You think I don’t know that?” I snapped.
Hayley was clearly giving me no way out.
Hayley’s POV:
I watched with calm amusement as Freya’s expression changed again and again.
Never mind her budget—if I wanted to, I could dig up the entire Sanders’ financial system from the inside out.
If she can’t even handle this much pressure, she’s still far too weak.
“Boring.” I sighed and stood up, ready to leave.
I had just straightened my back when Freya suddenly shouted, “Seventy million!”
Oh?
So she did want to butt heads with me.
I smirked, crossing my arms as I watched her with interest.
Too bad she didn’t realize that everything she owned—all her assets combined—would barely amount to my spare change.
How could she possibly compete?
I raised my paddle to up the bid again, but before I could speak, a man’s voice rose from the front row.
Ninety million.
“Now this is interesting,” I chuckled, then leaned toward Benjamin and whispered, “Didn’t expect someone else here to enjoy making Freya suffer as much as I do.”
Benjamin gave a meaningful smile. “Yeah. You two are so in sync. I’m starting to get jealous.”
I pouted slightly. “You’re jealous over that?”
I turned my head back toward Freya to see how she would react.
It was obvious—she couldn’t handle the sudden leap in price. All the arrogance had drained from her face.
In the end, the auctioneer brought down the gavel. “Congratulations to the gentleman who secured today’s land for 90 million.”
As the winning bid was announced, I saw Freya’s assistant, Nathan, break into a panic. He rushed out, already on the phone trying to salvage the situation.
Freya, however, forced herself to stay composed, watching calmly as I approached her.
“Oh no,” I said with a mocking smile, “looks like the land you’ve been dreaming of just slipped through your fingers. And now, even without Peter, you probably won’t be able to secure your position.”
“Hmph. That’s none of your concern, Hayley,” Freya snapped coldly. “You didn’t get it either, did you?”
“True! I lost a golden opportunity to worm my way into the Sander Group,” I said with faux disappointment. Then my face shifted back to its usual indifference. “But have you forgotten? I never planned on returning to the Sander Group in the first place.”
Freya’s face froze, at a loss for words.
“So, losing something I never wanted in the first place? What’s there to regret?” I said softly. “But making you thoroughly miserable—that’s a win I’ll gladly celebrate.”
“Of course we’re celebrating,” Henry chimed in, grinning. “This calls for a drink—to celebrate!
“A toast to someone’s impending doom, starting from today!”
“Say that again and I’ll rip your mouth apart!” Freya growled, her wolf flashing through her sharp, threatening eyes.
“Go ahead. Try me. I’ve been itching for a good fight.” Henry sneered. As a high-ranking Beta, he bared his sharp canines without backing down.
Just then, a sharply dressed man in an expensive suit walked toward us, holding a file.