Even Jean was stunned. He wasn't bidding anymore… he was annihilating.
Alex's face twisted with rage. His lawyer leaned in, whispering in panic, no doubt warning him against such a rash decision.
Alex sat down hard, face pale.
"Going once… going twice…"
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"Sold! To Mr. Logan Kingsley."
The air was thick with tension.
For a moment, even the whispers fell into silence as Logan placed his final bid… sharp, unshaken, and delivered with a casual authority that turned every head in the room.
The gavel dropped.
Polite applause echoed through the hall, but everyone knew this wasn't a victory cheer.
This was the sound of Alex Adams being humiliated… publicly, and mercilessly.
Jean leaned over, whispering softly with a smile, "Tell me, Mr. Kingsley… was it worth 50 million to watch my brother's ego bleed?"
Logan looked at her, heat in his gaze. "For hurting my wife? Every damn cent."
