Hansel Kingsley suddenly lifted his head; his gaze fierce enough to devour her.
But under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn’t do anything, except clench his fists tightly, veins bulging on his neck, exhaling a breath of turbid air: "That Flesh Ganoderma is yours."
"Tsk." Nathalie Quinlan laughed, her clear black eyes dancing, and directly asked without nonsense: "Did you forget sothing? Before the stone gambling, we weren’t just gambling on a Flesh Ganoderma, there were other things."
The underground auction hall was silent!
Everyone was focused on the developnt of the situation.
They were all witnesses to the previous stone gambling, and even without Nathalie Quinlan ntioning it, they rembered what Hansel Kingsley had gambled with her before the gambling began.
He bet the Kingsleys Family’s black powder secret formula!
The stakes of this gamble were exceptionally high.
Absolutely thrilling!
Yet Hansel Kingsley recklessly bet it all.
This shows he never believed the girl could win, but reality proved he lost completely!
The black powder secret formula is the Kingsleys family’s confidential secret.
Hansel Kingsley’s mind was buzzing, he couldn’t bring himself to cheat publicly, nor could he possibly bring out the Kingsleys’ black powder secret formula. So he froze in place, muscles tense on his back, blood surged in his chest, he gasped heavily, glaring at the girl, unable to respond for a mont.
Jas Lawrence stood out at this ti, apologetically speaking to Nathalie Quinlan: "Miss... no, Ms. Quinlan, you see, you’ve got what you wanted, so how about letting the gamble go this ti?"
Once he said ’let it go’, he already lost the upper hand in presence.
People in the underground auction hall were whispering, not expecting the Kingsleys family to be suppressed so much today, repeatedly slapped in the face, their reputation almost ruined, and having to ekly ask for rcy... let it go...
Hansel Kingsley certainly heard those whispered discussions, which were undoubtedly public executions to him, making it unbearable to stand the least bit longer.
Kenzie Nabours didn’t say much, just stood beside Nathalie Quinlan, whispered to her: "Nathalie, you won, it’s up to you. No matter what decision you make, I support you."
Amadeus Yancey was even more taciturn, just stood shoulder to shoulder with Nathalie Quinlan, his presence so strong it was hard for anyone to ignore.
Sadam Vinson blinked, unable to understand the situation in front of him, opted to shut his mouth and say less.
Nathalie Quinlan then reached out to lift the Duckbill Cap, revealing her exquisite and striking face, her bright eyes looking at him, seemingly a bit mocking: "Let it go?"
Jas Lawrence also awkwardly couldn’t do anything, coughed to cover his embarrassnt, raised his head to say to her: "Yes, Ms. Quinlan, how about letting it go."
"Would the Kingsleys let it go if I were the one who lost today?" Nathalie Quinlan asked him back.
Jas Lawrence was stunned on the spot.
This...
Since the Sixth Elder returned from The First Research Institute, he determined to target the young miss. If the Sixth Elder had won today, Jas Lawrence couldn’t be sure Hansel Kingsley would show rcy and let it go lightly.
His gaze towards Nathalie Quinlan suddenly beca elusive, no longer as confident as before, but he still summoned courage: "Nathalie, Ms. Quinlan, it’s just a ga. No need to take it so seriously."
Nathalie Quinlan didn’t bother to argue with him, only looked at Hansel Kingsley, casually said: "If you don’t want to bring out the Kingsleys’ black powder secret formula, conveniently there are so many witnesses here, just directly admit the Kingsleys can’t afford to play, wouldn’t that be fine?"
The girl’s pair of black eyes looked at him, as if really waiting for him to plead for rcy, like a wolf cub!
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