C742 CHAPTER742 BROTHER LET'S GET OUT OF THE WAY

"Your Highness, there's no need to feel sorry. As soon as Sam Moreels makes a move, the auction item won't end up with us!"

"He's filthy rich!"

"If our earlier guess is right, he's the real owner of those spicy snacks..."

"Earlier, there were twenty thousand bags of spicy snacks up for auction... The starting price was nine billion per bag. You can imagine his wealth now..."

Orlando sighed