The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1277

Hugh twirled a finger around his temple, sneering. "Are you some sort of demigod? The Jade Marrow Pill, you say? You could just call it the god pill if you like!"

"Hahaha!"

Many of the guests present laughed at the moniker.

The god pill? It sounded like something a street con man would call their merchandise, claiming their pills granted superstrength, immortality, and immunity to poison.

In reality, it was just vitamin pills.

Obviously, no one believed what Frank was saying about his Jade Marrow Pill, as they were all experienced—trying to trick them was just asking to be humiliated.

"Shit, and here I thought we peaked with Hugh Turnbull's fake vase."

"Yeah… And now we have a snake oil salesman. This charity auction is killing me."

"Come on. Maybe the pill actually works?"

"Hahaha… You almost got me right there!"

While all the guests doubted and scoffed, Frank waited for a long while before saying quietly, "I'm not lying—I refined this pill with a jade marrow. As for the effect, only the buyer who uses it would know. And since no one believes me, I'll just sell it at the price of the fake vase before: one dollar."

Despite Frank calmly stating the starting bid price, the guests became even more reluctant.

Like with the fake vase before, anyone who bought Frank's pill would end up a sucker and be laughed at.

"Come on, Frank!" Hugh shouted just then. "Don't set the price yourself—let an expert, like Magister Boran right over there, do it!"

It was certainly convenient—they did not have to do a thing, while Frank dug a pit and jumped into it himself!

Still, just as everyone appeared to be dismissive of Frank, Tet actually walked on stage, carefully taking the small wooden chest from Frank.

He opened the chest, carefully sniffed it, and began to hyperventilate as he turned toward Frank, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"The pill…" His voice quivered even as his whole body shuddered.

Seeing Tet trembling, Hugh was convinced that Frank's pill had left him ill.

"Frank!" Hugh exclaimed, feeling that the time was right just then, quickly hurrying on the stage while snapping at Frank, "What did you make the magister smell?!"