Polly Sutton turned around and glared at Victor Parker, wishing she could devour him. This money was all hers!
Victor Parker had an air of a wealthy man who buys whatever he likes, completely oblivious to the fact that he might be facing bankruptcy in the next second.
Although this timber is precious, it's really not worth twenty thousand.
"You..."
"Twenty-five thousand." Isabella Lowe spoke up, cutting off Polly Sutton's fury.
Polly Sutton and Victor Parker almost simultaneously looked over to confirm that the person who spoke was indeed Isabella Lowe.
Polly Sutton looked at Victor Parker. Didn't he say he was under house arrest? How did he appear here?
"Are you still bidding?" Victor Parker this time gave Polly Sutton the power to decide.
Polly Sutton looked again at Isabella Lowe, who was also looking at her, but the expression was unfriendly, as if a face-off had been torn apart and there was no need to save face anymore.
