Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149 Richard Stint

Within the luxurious presidential suite of the Seven Stars Hotel in Morovia, a solitary figure stood silently before the expansive floor-to-ceiling window. Clad in the traditional garb of Radovia, the man’s piercing eyes were fixed intently on a far-off point beyond the glass, as if searching for answers hidden in the distant horizon.

Next to him, a sharply dressed man in a sleek black suit spoke with measured respect. “Mr. Richard, our sources have confirmed the details. The bid was placed under the name of Axen Group, and Jacob was present when the stones were revealed.”

Richard repeated the name softly, almost to himself, “Jacob…”

He slowly pivoted to face his companion. His strikingly handsome face, more delicate and captivating than that of many women, was framed by narrow, seductive eyes beneath single eyelids. Yet, despite his beauty, there was an unmistakable aura of menace that sent a chill through anyone who met his gaze.

“A bunch of amateurs,” he said coldly. “Axen Group has never enjoyed such a high success rate in previous years. This means Jacob isn’t the mastermind behind this—it has to be someone working alongside him.”

The man in black nodded immediately. “Understood. We’ll begin the investigation right away. We’ll identify the expert who’s truly behind these stone bets.”

Richard’s voice hardened, cutting through the room like ice. “This is your final chance. Find out exactly who accompanied Jacob to Morovia this time. No more mistakes can be tolerated.”

“Yes, Mr. Richard,” came the prompt reply.

“Go. And if you fail again, don’t bother returning.”

The man in black bowed slightly and exited swiftly. As the door clicked shut behind him, a flicker of cold, malevolent light flashed in Richard’s eyes.

This mysterious stone-betting prodigy who had appeared at the Morovia auction boasted an almost unbelievable success rate. If Richard could bring this person under his control, the entire Stint family’s power would be absolute. The thought ignited a fierce fire in his gaze.

The auction’s final day had arrived—the public bidding round.

Unlike the blind bids from earlier, this stage involved rough stones that had been partially opened, allowing bidders a clearer glimpse of the treasures concealed within. Naturally, the prices soared much higher.

Inside the grand auction hall, Jacob, Lilian, and Ethan sat together at a table near the front.

Lilian had no intention of bidding today. Having already secured eight stones earlier, she was content to observe the proceedings quietly.

Nancy remained glued to Ethan’s side, seemingly trying to redeem herself. She kept her behavior in check, avoiding any provocations.

On the stage, the auctioneer had begun his opening remarks.

Jacob leaned toward Lilian and whispered gently, “Try not to bid today. If there’s something you really want, just tell me—I’ll handle the bidding. People are already scrutinizing those eight top-grade ivory stones from yesterday. This is Morovia, after all. If anything goes wrong, it’ll be difficult to manage.”

Lilian nodded in understanding. “Got it.”

The auctioneer’s speech concluded, and the first lot was brought forward, concealed beneath a rich red cloth. The stage lights brightened dramatically.

A staff member in a flowing red dress gracefully pulled back the covering to reveal the stone. It stood about waist-high, featuring a carefully cut window that showcased a radiant red glow and remarkable translucency—an unmistakable sign of red marbleite.

The room buzzed with excited whispers.

Wearing a practiced smile, the auctioneer declared, “There’s little need for me to elaborate on this one. I believe its quality is clear to all. Starting bid: fifty million.”

The bidding quickly escalated amid the growing noise.

Jacob glanced at the quiet girl beside him and asked softly, “Not interested?”

Lilian stirred her coffee lazily, her eyes fixed on the stage. “The price is too steep. It’s not worth it.”

Eventually, the first stone sold for two hundred million to a jewelry merchant.

Lilian watched the stones being unveiled with casual interest. It was evident that Morovia had invested considerable effort in sourcing top-quality materials.

The subsequent lots all fetched high prices. Ethan won one, but Jacob remained silent, clearly with his own reasons.

Then came the seventh stone.

Its window radiated a vibrant green light.

“Imperial green!” someone shouted from the crowd.

“Five hundred and ten million.” Richard’s smirk deepened as he glanced over provocatively.

Lilian’s lips curled into a teasing smile. “Sometimes, you just have to let others win, Li-ge.”

Jacob blinked, instantly catching her meaning. He replied slowly, “Since this gentleman likes it so much, I’ll let him have it.”

Richard hadn’t anticipated Jacob’s sudden withdrawal. Raising his wine glass with a triumphant grin, he said, “Then I’ll gladly accept.”

In the end, the imperial green stone was sold to Richard for five hundred and ten million.

Several more stones were auctioned off afterward, all of respectable quality. Jacob finally placed bids on two of them.

With that, the Morovia auction drew to an official close.

To avoid any unnecessary complications, the group boarded their flight home that very night.

Unbeknownst to them, just as their plane ascended, someone arrived at their hotel.

Richard’s eyes were sharp and cold. “They’ve left? Have you identified who placed the blind bids?”

The man in black replied with respect, “Jacob’s party included eight people. The only suspicious individual is the young girl. Our agents discovered that on the first day, she opened four top-grade ivory stones in the outer area.”

“But she didn’t attend the venue on the following two days. She only appeared during the bid reveal and refrained from bidding in the public auction.”

Richard narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. He remembered the young girl beside Jacob that day—looking barely more than a teenager, hardly the image of a stone-betting prodigy.

“Keep digging. I want a full report on every one of them,” Richard ordered coldly.

The man in black responded with solemnity, “Yes, sir.” Then he swiftly exited.

Richard drained the red wine in his glass in one long swallow and returned to the window. As he stared into the pitch-black night, a sinister smile crept across his face, making his already captivating features seem even more chilling.