Undercover Infiltration Duchess

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“A 100 million!”

“The record for 85 million Lund of Fire Hearts has been broken.”

“That’s great.
Surely that transparent color has more scarcity than red or blue diamonds…”

Each of them commented in the audience, adding a word.
Perhaps 100 million pounds was above the highest price of jewelry ever sold at auction houses.

“That’s 100 million pounds.
Any more?”

It was too much to pay for a diamond.
The man called for 100 million won because he wanted to be the winner at the end of the auction rather than the jewel’s value.
Those competing for the price began to applaud one by one for the man’s container that cost more than 30 times the starting price.

Ezet sneaked a look at Edmond.
He didn’t even put his hands on the buzzer.

‘You’ve given up.
Yes, if you have that much money, you’d rather expand your business.’

Relieved, Ezet clapped her hands purely to congratulate the successful bidder.
Clap clap.
The host smiled brightly and commented on an atmosphere where the winning bidder seemed to be chosen.

“If you don’t have one, I’ll count.
10, 9, 8…….”

Ring.

The moment the host left Count 1, the buzzer rang.

“Oh, there’s a new bidder.
We’re going to stop counting.”

When the bidder came out in an atmosphere where the winning bid for “Miracle Woman” was almost confirmed, all the audience’s eyes were in one place.
To Edmond, who is smiling leisurely.
Don’t say he’s going to raise it up from 100 million.
Everyone’s eyes seemed to be saying that.

There is one iron rule in the auction of the aristocracy.
That is, the larger the unit, the higher the minimum that must be raised.

For example, 100,000 auction items can be raised by 10,000, including 120,000 and 150,000 won, but if they reach 1 million, they will have to submit the bid by 100,000 to 1.6 million and 1.7 million won.

It is unacceptable in the atmosphere to bid in shabby numbers such as 100 million won since the price has risen to 100 million won.
If you didn’t call at least 120 million, 150 million, or 200 million won, you’d rather lose face.

‘A hundred million and over 120 million, that’s too much to pay for a diamond.’

‘There’s a degree of bravado.
You’re going to hit the ground later and regret it.’

The conversation between them with only their eyes and mouth continued in the audience.

But Edmond’s face was visible to the host on stage.
The sharpness of the red eyes gave him chills.
A fundamentally different weight from those who bluff to be the ‘winners’ of the auction’s final bid.
He felt eerie energy that even made him feel awe.

Edmond quietly called the bid amid overwhelming silence.

“4.9 billion Lund.”