"And what about the remaining auctions?"
"The artillery…"
"The vehicles…"
"The aircraft…"
"If everything crosses ten million…"
"Then I would owe him over two hundred thousand gold coins."
Her heartbeat slowed slightly.
Not from fear.
From greed.
A greed that did not belong entirely to her.
Half of it belonged to her, but the other half belonged to this body too.
To Kiara.
To the original soul whose obsession with wealth had rooted itself deeply into flesh and instinct since childhood.
Even though she often mocked herself for it internally, the truth remained unavoidable.
Gold affected her thoughts.
Gold influenced her emotions.
And when the amount reached absurd levels…
Her reasoning naturally became distorted.
"What if…"
"What if after receiving the settlement… He cancels the engagement and leaves?"
Kiara frowned slightly.
"That would be ridiculous. I would rather marry him than watch two hundred thousand gold coins walk away."
