The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 704

As for horse-riding, fishing, and other forms of entertainment, Frank would set them up as contests, with winners

being awarded even better service. Frank even had a mind to open such contests to the public.

Trevor was certainly excited after Frank told him about his masterplan and volunteered to be the first guest.

Frank happily agreed to it, just as he could take a break as the chief planner for the resort project now that

everything was on the right track.

The rest was up to Trevor, and as for advertising... Would the two beautiful women not catch more attention than

him anyway?

Frank and Trevor were still chatting as they arrived at Norsedam.

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The Leaf family had chosen to hold their auction on the black market—it appeared that most of Bail's collections

were procured through unsavory means and could not be shown to the public. Moreover, while the black market

had no shortage of rarities, the prices were inevitably higher than usual.

"Welcome, Mr. Lawrence." Trevor smiled.

He had his men look into the layout of the building, and he was familiar with every nook and cranny by now.

As he led Frank into the auction hall, the auction began just as they took their seats.

The crowd's voices were deafening, with various rare treasures taken up to the display table onstage, as

ridiculous starting bids were announced for each item.

Frank and Trevor had front row seats, which Trevor had naturally arranged for.

"Ah, good. They have yet to auction the Hyperion Root." Trevor sighed in relief as he checked the list of

auctioned items on stage.

"Destiny, one would say." Frank smiled.

That was when the woman beside Frank turned to him. "Hmm. You two cfor the Hyperion Root too?"

She had waist-length hair and wore leather pants that hugged her long, shapely legs.

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While her appearance certainly left an impression, there was a haughtiness in her eyes that kept people at arm's

reach.

Frank was not going to answer, but seeing that these were familiar ground for the woman, he thought about it

and smiled. "Of course. It's a rare treasure, and I'd like to see it up close and personal."

The woman snorted in disdain, her manners crude. "I won't lie—it's mine already. I'd advise you to give up even

if you're willing to fight for it."

"Every auctioned item has no owner until a bid is successful," Trevor snapped in displeasure right then. "How is it

already yours? Don't you think you're being overconfident?"