The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 815

Adonis gave a lazy, crooked smile.

Franco ruled Solenia and his power was legendary, but even he had to admit that the combined strength of X Organization and N Organization was nothing to ignore.

“A bid of twenty-five million from box two,” the host announced.

Instantly, the room buzzed with whispers and gasps. Everyone’s eyes shot up to the third-floor box. Someone was actually bold enough to bid against Franco in his own city? Did they have a death wish? Did they really think they could walk out of Solenia unscathed?

On hearing the bid, Franco’s expression turned icy. He lifted his gaze, locking eyes with the people in box two.

There were five of them. On the sofa sat a man and a woman, both with a certain elegance, both wearing masks. Anthony was peeling a tangerine. When he finished, he gently tugged at the edge of Charlotte’s mask and slipped a segment into her mouth like he’d done it a hundred times before.

Charlotte sat with her legs crossed, flipping through a little booklet. She looked completely at ease, almost bored.

Sensing someone watching her, Charlotte glanced up and met Franco’s cold, assessing stare.

Their eyes met and held. Franco’s face tightened, something stormy flickering in his dark eyes. Even with her mask and hat, she gave him a strange sense of familiarity. Was it just those eyes that looked so much like his wife’s?

“Box one, would you like to bid?” the host prompted.

Franco didn’t look away from Charlotte. A tiny, almost invisible smile played at the corner of his mouth. No one had ever dared to look him in the eye like that, cool and unafraid. Especially not some young woman. She really didn’t know who she was dealing with.

He pressed his lips together, then glanced at Anthony beside Charlotte, narrowing his eyes. Anyone sitting in VIP box two wasn’t just some random guest.

“Keep bidding,” Franco murmured.

“Box one bids thirty million,” the host declared.

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