My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 78

As prices soared, many companies withdrew from the bidding, leaving only a handful of powerful media giants in the fray. Among them, Starlight Media was the most aggressive, frequently raising their bid paddles.

Xanthea glanced over and locked eyes with Isabella.

From the moment "Echoes of Eternity" was put up for auction, Isabella had been watching her like a hawk, always on guard. Yet, surprisingly, Xanthea hadn’t raised her paddle once, but had managed to throw a disdainful look her way.

Isabella wondered if Xanthea’s real target was the much-talked-about "Corner with Love". As a newcomer, modern dramas were indeed more popular than historical ones, and the female lead's chic appearance seemed a better fit for her.

Isabella edged closer to the CEO who was bidding.

“I’ve suddenly lost interest in this script. Let's focus on 'Corner with Love' instead.”

“Alright, your call.”

As Starlight Media's top star and a leading figure in the showbiz, Isabella's words carried weight.

Manny put down his paddle, and "Echoes of Eternity" went to Orange Media for a whopping 1.1 million. The next manuscript, a popular men’s fiction.

Xanthea flipped through the auction catalog. "Realm of Illusions" would feature at the end of the auction at a special price. The main event was bidding on the top ten IPs. Bored, she closed the catalog, her gaze inadvertently falling on Orion, who sat in the VIP row, exuding an air of detached elegance.

He seemed in a foul mood today. His profile was stern, his mood visibly dark, a stark contrast to the lively and noisy ambiance around him. It reminded her of that night in Willowdale.

His sudden anger had been baffling, unpredictable, and moody. She wondered who could possibly get close to such a person.

She really didn’t understand the entertainment industry, yet stubbornly wanted to be involved. Thinking academic excellence could translate to industry success was naive. If she ended up wasting Oli·hea Media's resources without gaining any fame, the heiress would become a joke.

“No rush. Let's wait and see.”

“But…”

Matthew looked at her in puzzlement. Even he, an outsider, could see the popularity of the top IPs. Why was Xanthea so indifferent? Wasn’t she known for her keen eye?

“Next, we present the last item of this auction, from the special discount section, 'Realm of Illusions'. The starting bid is 20 thousand, with a minimum increment of 1 thousand. Please begin bidding!”

It was a plot from an obscure online site by an unknown author, with an exaggerated and unique style that had no prior market precedent. The evaluators from various film and television companies shook their heads, and after the auctioneer’s call, a few seconds passed with no one raising their paddle.