Theo’s playful disregard successfully stirred Nathan’s blood, and his werewolf instincts kicked in, making him charge forward, undeterred. “Why not continue? A mere 100 million—I, Nathan, can afford it.” In the werewolf - driven competitive spirit, his pride wouldn't let him back down easily.
Nathan bid, “100 million and 1.”
Theo flashed a knowing smile and addressed the host, “I’ll bid 500 million.” His werewolf - like confidence and strategic thinking were on full display.
Nathan was left speechless.
“I give up.”
He slumped down, defeated. His werewolf posture showed his dejection, his shoulders hunched.
Isabella was surprised. In her past life, Nathan had been lured into a bidding war by Theo’s provocations, pushing the price all the way to 1 billion, only for Theo to su
