Mr. Harrison, Wake Up—Your Wife's Gone novel Chapter 51

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As Percival’s voice echoed through the venue, everyone’s eyes returned to the two seats.

Nathan studied the woman across from him. She stood there quietly, all emotions hidden behind her mask.

Business warfare was about trump cards, tactics, and–crucially–psychological warfare the moment you sat at the table.

Emotional control was essential for these mind games. For years, Nathan had won countless psychological battles with an unreadable poker face.

Nobody could guess his real hand, couldn’t tell if his calm was an act or confidence, couldn’t tell if his subtle emotional slips were weaknesses or traps.

And he could always see right through opponents‘ psychology, easily exposing their cards.

But this woman…

Nathan’s eyes narrowed as he carefully observed her every move.

As Percival’s voice faded, all attention focused on the masked woman.

Then everyone watched her lift her gaze slightly, looking directly at Nathan.

Her red lips curved into a faint smile.

She raised her right hand slightly, and a new number appeared on her bidding board.

“Bidder 823 continues! Fifteen million!”

Percival’s aged but steady voice filled the venue.

Fifteen times the original!

Fifteen times that 1 million base!

The venue had been noisy during previous bidding, but now it was dead silent.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath, waiting for the final outcome.

“Bidder 823 offers fifteen million. Do I hear higher?”

As Percival’s voice rang out again, all eyes locked on Nathan.

Nathan’s expression remained unchanged as he slightly raised his no–limit hand.

Then everyone heard Percival again-

“Bidder 888 continues! Eighteen million!”

Eighteen times!

Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

Just a tanzanite, hitting 18 million!

And this might not even be the final price!

“Bidder 888 at eighteen million. Do I hear higher?”

Percival moved quickly, creating intense pressure.

Everyone looked back at the masked woman at 823.

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Would she dare keep going?

If she bid again and blew up his no limit, could she actually afford the price?

But with Nathan’s wealth, could a mere 18 million really blow up his no limit?

What if Nathan was willing to pay even more?

Like, whatever the masked woman bid, he’d match it in charitable donations?

That would be pocket change for him. Just from public records, Nathan’s charable donations last year exceeded a billion.

Including but not limited to university scholarships, rural development, medical treatment for sick children, major illness funds, disaster relief. special education donations, various targeted support funds, and more.

That was just his personal or joint donations with his wife. Ilarrison Group’s corporate charity work was even more extensive.

So if he got pissed and wanted to make her bleed money or destroy her reputation, he absolutely could.

Did this masked woman have the balls to keep bidding?

The venue was silent as all eyes focused on the woman at seat 823.

Then they saw her expression unchanged, right hand rising again.

“Bidder 823 continues! Twenty million!”

As Percival’s voice filled the venue, everyone’s perception of the masked woman shifted.

She was insane!

Absolutely fucking insane!

Twenty times now!

Was she really not scared?

Her opponent was Nathan Harrison!

Nathan Harrison who’d gone no–limit!

“Bidder 823 at twenty million. Do I hear higher?”

Even as Percival directed the question to Nathan, nobody took their eyes off the masked woman.

Everyone stared at this woman.

Or rather, this lunatic!

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“You win,” she said. “Congratulations, Mr. Harrison.”

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