Chapter 17
Chapter 17: The Bidding Starts
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Miranda worked hard in the study room.
On the other hand, Clarence did not sleep throughout the night. He sat on the couch in the living hall. His mind responded to the contents of Thirteen Hell’s Gate Acupuncture and 720 Anatomy Acupoints.
Clarence did not feel sleepy throughout the night.
Instead, he was very energized early the next morning.
Squeak!
Just then, Miranda walked out of the study room. She looked a bit haggard.
She held a bidding proposal which she had rushed out overnight in her hand.
“Dear, take a rest first. I’ll make you breakfast,” said Clarence as he walked over to her.
“Are we still eating breakfast, huh?! The bidding starts at nine o’clock. It’s already half-past seven now. Isn’t it too late to have breakfast now?!” Miranda cast a cold glance at Clarence. Then, she entered the washroom and washed up.
After an hour, Clarence drove and reached the bidding site with Miranda.
The moment they arrived at the site, more than one hundred people were already gathered there.
Kaysen and George were also present.
“Hehe! Clarence, I’d never thought you’d truly have the guts to come over here.” Kaysen walked over to them. He dressed up in a formal suit. He put on airs and cast a teasing glance at Clarence.
“Forget about him, Kaysen. Clarence is filthy rich. He gives away a ten million dollars entrance fee willingly even after knowing it’s going to be a poor deal. What more could we say?” George also walked over to them.
Although the two of them did not see eye to eye with each other, they unanimously presented a united front against Clarence, the useless son-in-law who married into the Murphy family.
“Mr. Shelby is here!”
Someone shouted at the top of his lungs.
The crowd’s attention was gathered at the entrance of the site.
A professional property development team tailed behind Richard Shelby.
“Mr. Shelby!”
“Good day, Mr. Shelby!”
“Nice to see you here, Mr. Shelby!”
…
The property development company bosses on the site greeted Mr. Shelby.
“He’s Richard Shelby. The leading giant property developer in Mediterranean City. He’s the organizer for the Sunshine District project bid,” Miranda introduced Richard to Clarence coldly.
Clarence looked at Richard before him. He frowned.
Despite being surrounded by the crowd, Clarence could clearly see a speck of blood between Richard’s eyes.
The property development company bosses around him did not seem to notice the blood. They continued to smile and greet Richard.
“Dear, did you see the speck of blood between Mr. Shelby’s eyes?” Clarence looked at Miranda and asked curiously.
“What speck of blood? Are you sick in your head?! Come with me, we’re going to greet Mr. Shelby in a while.” Miranda cast a disdainful glance at Clarence. She wondered why Clarence always liked to imagine things.
Clarence rubbed his chin.
This suggested he was the only one who was able to notice that speck of blood.
Meanwhile, the property development company bosses and Miranda could not see it.
After the greeting session, the crowd immediately went straight to the main subject of the day. The bidding began.
More than thirty proposals had been delivered into Richard’s property development team’s hands. They spent more than three hours on them until it was afternoon.
Three proposals were placed before Richard, and the team said, “Mr. Shelby, the contents of these three proposals for the bidding are equally good. All of them are feasible.”
The crowd stretched their necks and waited expectantly.
“Let me take a look.”
Richard took the bidding proposals. After reading for half an hour, he finally made a decision.
“This is it. Kaysen Wall from Murphy Property Development Group.” Richard held up the bidding proposal as he announced.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
The sound of applause rang out.
Although the rest of the participants were a little discouraged by their failed bids, they still applauded and congratulated Kaysen.
Kaysen rose up excitedly. His heart was pounding wildly. He actually succeeded in the bidding.
“Are you Kaysen Wall? Not bad. You’ve got a bright future ahead.” Richard nodded.
“Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Shelby.”
Kaysen bowed to Mr. Shelby. Then, he cast a teasing glance at Clarence. There was a hint of provocation in his gaze.
Miranda, who stood beside Clarence, had a cold expression. She said, “Clarence, let’s divorce.”
“Dear, don’t be in a hurry. I still have a proposal.” Clarence smiled faintly. Immediately after, he abruptly stood up before the crowd.
“Mr. Shelby, I still have a proposal for the bidding over here. Are you willing to take a look at it?”
“Clarence, shut up! Who are you?! Is this a place where you could simply do as you please?!” Kaysen viciously glared at Clarence.
He hurriedly explained to Richard, “Mr. Shelby, he’s Clarence Howard, a useless son-in-law married into the Murphy family. He did not even graduate from middle school and hardly knows English. How could he possibly come up with a bidding proposal? Mr. Shelby, he is here just to make a fool of himself. Please do not lower your level to his.”
“Clarence, are you mad? This is not a place where you could simply misbehave! Keep that lousy bidding proposal to yourself. Even if you’re reluctant to divorce, you don’t have to use such dirty tricks!” Miranda’s face turned ghastly pale. She felt herself being completely put to shame because of Clarence.
“Dear, Mr. Shelby hasn’t read my proposal yet. How do you know it wouldn’t work?” Clarence said confidently.
Mr. Shelby was caught by surprise.
Clarence was not showing the slightest bit of timidity before so many wealthy bosses. Instead, he looked very confident.
This was indeed rare.
As such, Richard grew interested in Clarence.
“Alright, let me have a look.”
Richard nodded. Although Kaysen’s proposal was good, there were some minor flaws.
However, Kaysen’s proposal was considered the best among thirty proposals. Therefore, Richard could only select Kaysen’s out of them.
Since there was still one more bidding proposal left, Richard did not mind spending some time looking at it.
‘Who knows if I might come across a better one?’