Hearing his father call out fifty-five million, Ryan smirked coldly.
“Sixty million." He immediately said that for a second there was pin-drop silence before the venue was filled with murmurs, not because of the amount of money Ryan was spending but because he was openly going against his father.
“You this bastard,” his father cursed silently but made sure to lower his voice.
"Sixty-six million,” Mr. Blaqk said while Mrs. Blaqk sat beside him, looking so dignified.
“Okay, how about sixty-six million, one dollar?” Ryan smirked, and I almost burst out into laughter.
He was literally using the oldest trick in the book, and by the look on Mr. Blaqk's face, I was very sure that he was more than infuriated; he probably wished he could strangle Ryan.
But I did not understand why Mr. Blaqk w
