When the man with the beard removed his mask, all the oil tycoons present were stunned.
Abdullah held a respected position within the royal family, and the wealth he commanded was beyond most people's imagination.
His shares in Aramco alone were comparable to the GDP of some small nations.
Moreover, his age and seniority were enough to influence the entire royal family, and by extension, the Gulf Region.
This was supposed to be a secret gathering for the younger generation. No one expected Mr. Abdullah to be here.
Ten billion dollars was more than the net worth of many people in the room.
The few who had just been bidding instantly looked dejected, frustrated by their own relative poverty.
They understood, of course, that they were now completely out of the running for today's auction.
"Mr. Abdullah, you... how did you learn of this game's existence?" Alimu asked curiously.
