Chapter 212  Finley laughed out loud. “Mr. Weller, I love how you bid! When it comes to being shameless, you’re truly in a league of your own!”  Michael chimed in with a booming laugh. “Harvey, you really know your way around an auction. I’m impressed!”  In his private box, Harvey’s face twisted into a malicious grin as he listened to Finley and Michael’s words. His sole purpose was to destroy Andrew, and he did not care if it meant temporarily aligning with Finley.  Christina cast a cold glance his way. “Do you really find this amusing?”  “Why wouldn’t I?” Harvey spat venomously. “After all the times Andrew has messed with me, don’t I deserve to make him suffer a little?”  Christina shook her head disapprovingly. “I’m not talking about you bidding–it’s an auction, after all, and everyone has the right to compete fairly. I’m talking about that pathetic hundred  dollar increase. Isn’t that beneath the Weller family’s pride?”  Harvey shrugged. “I couldn’t care less about the Celestial Nymphaea. Adding 100 dollars was just to mess with Andrew. What’s shameful about that?”  Christina scoffed. “How childish!”  Inside The Vault, Lauren’s gaze was as cold as ice. “Harvey truly is nothing but a bastard.”  “Compared to Finley’s crude behavior, Harvey’s tactics are even more despicable,” Francesca said with disgust. “To think he’s from the prestigious Weller family…”  However, Andrew remained unfazed and called out, “15 million dollars!”  The room exploded with excitement. No one could have predicted that an item with a starting bid of 750 thousand would skyrocket to 15 million dollars.  Harvey’s face darkened, and he suddenly lost his nerve to keep playing games. The Weller family’s current situation did not allow him to throw money around carelessly.  ‘Does this pretty boy really have that kind of money?‘ Harvey wondered silently, completely baffled. Even with Lauren and Francesca’s backing, he could not fathom how Andrew could bid 15 million dollars.  Meanwhile, Finley was not backing down. “15 million dollars, huh? Others might be scared, but I’m in it till the end. 15.3 million!”  Elsie’s heart was racing with excitement. “Mr. Moore bids 15.3 million! Are there any other offers?”  A heavy silence fell over the room as guests craned their necks, eager to see who would emerge victorious from this bidding war.  +25 BONUS  Chapter 212  Then, Andrew’s calm voice cut through the tension. “30 million.”  The room nearly erupted in chaos. Many guests thought they must have misheard the astronomical figure, and even Michael and Bane exchanged shocked looks.  “Has this loser lost his mind?” Bane muttered.  Despite their own wealth, they had never seen such reckless spending.  “30 million?” Harvey said in disbelief. “Does this bastard really have that kind of money?”  In his suite, Finley clenched his fists, his face dark. He had played dirty, but Andrew was even worse and outdone him by doubling the bid to 30 million.  His two attendants shook their heads, warning Finley not to do anything foolish because 30 million was far beyond their means.  Despite being from the prestigious Hidden Dragons family and having considerable wealth as a second–generation heir, Finley’s assets could not withstand such high–stakes gambling against someone like Andrew.  After confirming no one else would bid, Elsie announced with barely contained excitement,” Congratulations, Mr. Lloyd! The Celestial Nymphaea is yours.