My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

When Matthew raised his bidding paddle, Isabella couldn’t help but mock Xanthea’s choice of scripts, likening it to her equally terrible taste in men. She hadn’t expected the CEO himself to join the bidding, driving the price up tenfold. Why, though?

The script wasn’t worth it, to say the least, it was the only item Xanthen wanted in the entire auction. Was Orion really competing with her?

That day at the Elevation Building, she saw Orion treat Xanthea with special attention and thought there might be something more between them. It seemed she was mistaken.

The only one who knew the truth, Cedric, watched the man looking grim beside him and scratched his chin. From the moment they entered the hall, he’d been keeping an eye on Ms. Nightshade. She’d been showing interest in merely this one item; sadly, it looked like she wouldn’t get her hands on it.

Was he still raising the bid?

Xanthea was stunned. Before she could gather her thoughts, she saw Matthew angrily raise his paddle, “500 thousand!”

This Onon, determined to compete till the end. For Xan, he couldn’t back down!

“501 thousand.”

Xanthea couldn’t believe her ears when she heard Orion’s calm voice again. It was already 500 thousand dollars, and he was still raising. Miranda watched the drama unfold with wide eyes, feeling a secret thrill after shock.

Initially on the plane, Mr. Lockwood was so polite to Xanthea, she wondered if the temptress had seduced him.

Now, it seemed Mr. Lockwood was just giving face to the heiress of the Nightshade family. That’s right, how could such a celebrated figure be interested in a naive girl?

*600 thousand!”

*601 thousand.”

“800 thousand

“801 thousand.”

As the price soared higher and more absurd, the gallery buzzed with excitement.

“My Godr

“Such a surprise, I never thought the fiercest bidding wouldn’t be for one of the top ten IPs, but for an obscure script!”

*Oli hea Media is unlucky, finally setting their sights on a script only to have a big shot snatch it away. Their representative looks about ready to sweat!”

“Well, the auction is all about the highest bidder. But Oli hea Media should give up anyway, what Mr. Lockwood wants, Mr. Lockwood gets!

Soon, the bid reached a million dollars.

Xanthea incredulously watched the man in the VIP section, his expression unreadable, he raised the bid by just 1 thousand dollars each time, mysteriously inscrutable

Initially, she thought he saw potential in “Realm of Illusions” but didn’t think it was worth much, hence the small increments. Now it seemed every bid was a deliberate attempt to outdo her.

*1.5 million.”

Matthew stuttered, his hand gripping the paddle sweaty.

A million was

is his limit, the Martinez Group couldn’t spare more liquidity! But Orion kept raising, forcing him into submission.

Miranda chimed in, “Sis, Chairman Lockwood really dotes on Isabella, raising the price of a 20 thousand dollar script b for her. I’m so jealous,”

by 50 times just

Xanthea’s gaze flicked over Isabella, who was covering her mouth, giggling uncontrollably. She paused, and then grabbed the paddle from Matthew’s hand, “Bidder number 012 withdraws”

Her clear voice echoed in the gallery, followed by the auctioneer’s final hammer, “Let’s congratulate Mr. Lockwood on winning the last

item of the auction!“:

“Xan?” Matthew looked at her, surprised and guilty. “I could have continued.”

Xanthea replied, “No need, I wasn’t that fond of the script anyway. Let’s go.”

The Lockwood Group, with its immense wealth, was unmatched. If Orion wanted something, no one could compete.

Isabella always targeted her snatching away anything she wanted. If Orion truly bid for “Realm of illusions” for her, then they were destined to win today Continuing to bid would only waste time,

“Next, please welcome the representative from the Lockwood Group – Mr. Orion Lockwood to the stage to sign the contract.”

As Orion approached the stage, he watched the young woman depart gracefully. His deep eyes seemed to consume something bit by

bit