Chapter 954
Chapter 954:
Kyson smirked, his voice dripping with subtle mockery. “Mr. Barton, it’s not often I see you with company. She’s quite the elegant lady. When will you introduce her to me p>
His tone implied that Yelena was simply a casual fling of Austin’s. Austin’s expression darkened instantly, his eyes turning sharp, almost like blades ready to cut.
Yelena squeezed his hand, leaning in to whisper in his ear, “Don’t waste your time on a doomed man. He’s after the meds too. We need to be cautious; his game could easily ensnare us p>
Yelena, ever perceptive, could tell right away that Kyson was suffering from severe heart disease. The medication wouldn’t cure him—only extend his life for a short time.
A heart transplant was his only real option. Given his wealth, he could afford the procedure, but something else held him back.
What could it be? Maybe his body was too frail for such a major surgery. And he probably had a rare blood type. With that, finding a matching donor was like searching for a needle in a haystack.
“Let’s move,” Yelena said, tugging Austin gently forward.
Next to Kyson stood a man with a bald head and a jagged scar running from his left eye to the bridge of his nose. His appearance alone could make anyone think twice.
The man fixed his eyes on Yelena, a complex emotion flickering in his gaze.
“Seth, what has caught your eye?” Kyson asked, his curiosity piqued, sensing something unusual.
Snapping out of his reverie, Seth Burke turned to face him. “Oh, nothing. I just thought that woman looked oddly familiar,” he said, his voice betraying a hint of confusion.
Familiar? Kyson’s expression darkened, his mind quickly shifting gears.
Austin and Yelena were ushered into Room 01, the crown jewel of the venue. It was a space reserved for only the most esteemed guests, and they were given the privilege of making the first bid.
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To everyone’s surprise, Kyson was placed in Room 02 right next door. He made his way over to greet them, but Austin, disinterested, didn’t even bother to acknowledge him by opening the door.
Turning to Yelena, Austin raised an eyebrow. “How did you know he wouldn’t be around much longer p>
Yelena answered coolly, “It’s in his face. He looks like someone whose heart is already on borrowed time. He’s bound to need a transplant sooner or later p>
Austin nodded thoughtfully. “His family probably has high expectations for him. Too bad he might not even live that long p>
At that, Yelena couldn’t contain herself and burst into laughter.
She hadn’t anticipated that Austin had such a dry sense of humor. Before long, the room began to fill up, and the auction was ready to kick off.
Auctions, as they often went, start with a warm-up round—items of less value to get the ball rolling.
But to the surprise of everyone present, the very first item was a bottle of medicine.
Its pungent scent and distinct appearance reached the noses of the guests even before it was fully revealed. The medicine was unmistakable, drawing attention like a magnet.
Yelena, ever quick on her feet, wasted no time and immediately pressed the bid button.
A bottle of pills, a hundred in total, priced at ten thousand dollars. There were two bidding buttons on the panel. The left button doubled the current price, while the right added a million—or more—directly. Without a moment’s hesitation, Yelena pressed the million-dollar button three times.