"Truly worthy of being the richest man in Bright City, spending money with such flair." Julius Goodman grinned as he continued to raise his paddle, "39 million."
Behind him, Wanner laughed heartily, "You're a smooth talker, kid, I like that... hahaha..."
With his rugged appearance and booming voice, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to him when he laughed.
Lucas White clicked his tongue twice, "It seems that Mr. Goodman really likes this rough stone. Chairman Rowe, why don't we each take a step back and let him have this one?"
Ava Kent glanced sideways at him, her lips twitching unconsciously. She never expected the always elegant and gentlemanly Lucas White to have a mischievous side.
If it were someone else, they'd likely accept the olive branch offered in such a situation.
But since Steven Roan already had a grudge against them, and Julius Goodman intentionally provoked him earlier, giving in would be a blow to his pride today.
