Book TRK
Chapter 33
Chapter 33
Chapter 33 The Crowd Press On
“Wow!”
The entire room erupted as Wesley’s bid echoed through the auction hall. Every notable figure from Mayby City turned their incredulous gazes toward Wesley.
Someone had just bid 15 million dollars, and there were no takers. But 60 million dollars? Was this guy nuts?
But they understood instantly when they realized it was Wesley who shouted the bid and remembered his bet with Osborne. They couldn’t help but shake their heads.
“Mr. Ashford will stop at nothing to win this bet.”
“Well, what choice does he have? Losing means submitting to Osborne. Can Mr. Ashford and his family afford that humiliation?”
“Plus, it’s not entirely a loss. Sir Ashford is a gun enthusiast and a major collector. His 80th birthday is coming up in a few days. Though steep, spending 60 million dollars on this gun will surely make him happy.”
“If Sir Ashford is pleased, Mr. Ashford’s position as heir becomes even more secure.”
Wesley’s face was a mask of arrogance as he listened to the
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chatter around him.
He sneered at Osborne, “You loser, I’m bidding sixty million and ten thousand dollars. Are you going to top that?”
Osborne chuckled, “I’m not an idiot!”
As the auctioneer’s gavel fell, the final item of the auction went to Wesley.
Wesley couldn’t help but burst into triumphant laughter. “Loser, I won in the end!
“I outbid you by ten thousand dollars, so now, in front of everyone, you can fulfill the bet and submit to me! Do it now!”
After an entire evening of frustration, Wesley finally regained his dignity. He laughed wildly, his eyes gleaming with
excitement.
“Loser, admit it! Say that I’m better than you and have defeated
you!”
Wesley was relentless. He was determined not to let Osborne leave without honoring his bet.
At this moment, the auction had concluded, and the winner was
clear.
However, the prominent figures of Mayby City didn’t rush to leave. Instead, they stayed to witness the unfolding drama.
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Many of them, hoping to curry favor with the Ashford family, chimed in, “Young man, a bet is a bet. You need to accept your loss.”
“You set the terms and asked us to be witnesses. Now that you’ve lost, we can demand that you fulfill the bet. Just do it already.”
“That’s right, honor your bel. If you back out now, you’re making enemies with the entire Mayby City business community. We won’t let you off casy.”
“Just say it. Admitting that you are defeated won’t kill you.”
“You’re just a lucky commoner. How dare you to compete with Mr. Ashford in spending? That’s pure self–destruction!”
“Mr. Ashford is truly impressive. Dropping 60 million dollars without batting an eye earns our utmost respect.”
“Let’s work together more closely in the future.”
Wesley felt even more elated. He bowed in gratitude to those around him.
“Thank you, everyone. I look forward to cooperating with you in the future.”
The crowd responded eagerly, smiling at Wesley while pressuring Osborne.
They were shrewd individuals who knew which side to choose, the heir to the powerful Ashford family or the lucky commoner.
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Winning Wesley’s favor with a few words was a no–brainer.
As for pressuring Osborne? What could a mere commoner do in retaliation?
“Young man, hurry up and say it. Stop wasting our time.”
“If you don’t do it, you won’t survive in Mayby City!”
“We are all witnesses. You better do it quick or face our wrath!”
The crowd continued to press on Osborne. ·
Ophelia looked at Osborne coldly. “Osborne, a man honors his bets. If you still consider yourself a man, fulfill the wager. It’s just admitting that Wesley is better than you. It’s not the end of the world.”
Osborne sat in his seat and couldn’t help but laugh at the crowd’s words.
He looked at the prominent figures of Mayby City and said. calmly, “So you witnesses insist that the loser must fulfill the bet, right?”
“Of course!”
“We are here to ensure the fairness of the bet and to make sure the loser fulfills their obligation!”
“Exactly, this isn’t personal. You lost fair and square.”
Chapter 33 The Crowd Press On “Hurry up and say it.”
Osborne’s smile grew even broader.
Ophelia frowned. “Osborne, how can you still laugh? I’ve told you that the gap between you and Wesley is insurmountable. You could never beat him! Now that you’ve lost, you should see that I was right.”
Osborne glanced at her and replied calmly, “Who told you I’ve lost? This auction isn’t over yet.”
Laughter erupted around the room.
Ophelia and Wesley laughed, too.
“You idiot, are you out of your mind? The auction is over, our bet is over, and I won!”
“That may not be the case,” Osborne continued. “If I said the auction isn’t over, it won’t be over! If I said you haven’t won, you’re still not winning!”
Everyone was stunned by his words.