Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 910

"Let's play the waiting game then!"

With that defiant statement, Faye marched in confidently on her high heels.

After all, Helen was merely a country bumpkin clinging to the scion of a bankrupt family. Did she honestly think she could challenge Faye and the esteemed Boston family? How absurd.

Unlike other auctions, land auctions centered exclusively on a single plot of land. As a result, everyone seated in the audience was a direct competitor.

After a brief introduction by the auctioneer, the gavel struck down. "The initial bid stands at three million dollars, with each subsequent bid increasing by 200 thousand dollars. Let the bidding begin."

Gradually, several small companies started to place their bids.

Soon, the bidding reached four million dollars. With a subtle signal from Faye, Brody announced, "Five million dollars."

This quickly escalated the bidding to a higher tier. Witnessing Faye and Brody's determination to acquire the property, the smaller companies decided not to place any further bids.

Just as the auctioneer was about to bring down the gavel, a hand rose from the corner, accompanied by the voice of a young woman. "Six million dollars."

As Helen's words faded, she glanced back, nodding politely in Faye's direction.

Her statement ignited a buzz of discussions throughout the auction room.

"Where did this blonde woman come from? How dare she challenge the Boston family?"

"Six million? It's like she conjured an extra million dollars out of thin air. How long will it take to make that back?"

"Could she be bluffing? Will she be able to come up with the money later?"

"Damn, it looks like things have taken a turn today. With Ms. Faye stepping in, I was convinced the Bostons had the upper hand."

Faye gritted her teeth, clutching the hem of her dress tightly.

Although she had anticipated Helen causing trouble, she hadn't expected her to escalate the bid by a million dollars all at once. Their budget was now being thrown into complete disarray.

Faye probably didn't realize that all her assets combined wouldn't even amount to Helen's pocket money. How could they even be compared?

Wearing a sly grin, Helen glanced back, ready to increase her bid once more. Suddenly, a man in the front row raised his hand. "Nine million dollars," he declared.

"Interesting." Helen grinned mischievously. She leaned back and whispered to Chandler, "I didn't expect to find someone so attuned to my tactics. It seems we both find amusement in Faye's predicament."

Chandler grinned knowingly. "Yeah, it's almost enough to make me feel jealous."

Helen pursed her lips. "If this makes you jealous, you must be as sour as a lemon!"

With that remark, Helen turned back to gauge Faye's reaction.

Faye was clearly buckling under the pressure of such aggressive bidding; it seemed she had run out of options.

Finally, the auctioneer declared, "Congratulations to Mr. Graham Ashford on winning today's land with a bid of nine million dollars."