Chapter 732

• Chapter Seven Hundred and Thirty Two
• The speaker who bid Ten Trillion was no one else but Hale Veyron, he had not stood this time, rather he remained seated, shoulders squared, chin slightly raised, eyes cold and immovable. The fury that had burned so openly on his face earlier was gone. In its place was something harder.
• It is calculation. Unexplained calculation that is fuilled to the brim with grand scheme and evil intentions. That is because about a minutes earlier—while the bidding had surged past billions—his phone had vibrated quietly.