"Oh? You're not joking around with me, are you, Mr. Sutton? What kind of consultant could I be?"Cyrus wasn't an idiot. He didn't know anything about managing a business at all. How could he be a consultant?"You're a rare talent, Mr. Torenby. If we can get your help, we'll get a green light all the way, right?" Ryder was making things up with a straight face.It wasn't true at all. Ryder wanted to use Cyrus to go against Sebastian with him, as Sebastian had so many connections in Steinberg."Well, you certainly have good taste." Cyrus was gleeful. Sunway was full of his father's old employees, and he was sure that there was nobody more suitable than him in terms of his network of connections."However, I'm uncertain about whether or not I can continue leading Frostwave Corporation," Ryder said, looking sad. "What? Is someone competing with you for the position?" Cyrus asked, frowning."Well, no. It's just that there are some people who don't want me to stay in Frostwave Corpora
"I was sitting here the entire time, and I didn't move. How could I have bumped into him?" Sebastian asked calmly."How dare you try and make excuses?" Cyrus yelled, pointing at Sebastian."What's wrong? What's happening?" A middle-aged man in a black suit rushed over."Mr. Chestwood, there's been a little conflict. We're dealing with it," the leader of the security guards said to the middle-aged man, whose name was Corey Chestwood. "What's the conflict about?" Corey walked forward and bowed immediately when he saw that it was Cyrus. "Oh, it's Mr. Torenby! My apologies for the disrespect."Cyrus looked sideways at Corey and said, "Mr. Chestwood, he bumped into me and spilled my red wine. It splashed all over me! Tell me what you're going to do about it."Corey turned to Sebastian and said, "Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Torenby!"Sebastian frowned and said, "How can I bump into anyone when I was just sitting here?""Don't talk nonsense! If you kneel and apologize to me right n
"Dad, this guy doesn't even have an invitation. I was telling the security guards to kick him out," Cyrus said, pointing to Sebastian."What are you standing there for? Kick him out!" Glen said, looking impatient.Since Glen had said so, Corey was even more impolite to Sebastian. He pointed at the door and said loudly, "I'm asking you to leave right now!""I just hope you don't regret it," Sebastian said. He got up and walked out."Pfft! What the hell was that?" Cyrus spat at Sebastian's back. Sebastian had just reached the elevators when Dexter, Harold, and an old man walked out. "Sebastian, where are you going? The auction is about to start," Harold said in confusion."There's a manager in there called Mr. Chestwood who doesn't seem to want me around. He asked me to leave at once, so I thought I'd better go," Sebastian said, smiling widely."What?" Harold was furious. He yelled at the door, "Where's the person in charge today? Get over here right now!"He was Dexter's son-
Dexter frowned impatiently.The security guards hastily towed Corey into the stairwell. Right after that, there was the sound of someone screaming. "You, get over here!" Harold pointed at the middle-aged, fat man. "Mr. Tennyson!" The fat, middle-aged man had gone pale with fright. Corey had just been dragged out, and he was one of the top executives of their security company. They had just broken his legs without any hesitation! They were ruthless. He had no allies or support at all. Even if Harold decided to slaughter him, he could not do anything about it. "Get Glen and his son Cyrus out of here! Tell them to get lost!" Harold yelled angrily. "Yes, sir!" The fat, middle-aged man nodded quickly. He waved his hand, and over a dozen security guards rushed into the hall. He pointed at Glen and Cyrus and shouted furiously, "Get these two assholes out of here!Meanwhile, Cyrus was showing off gleefully to Ryder."Mr. Sutton, why would you be afraid of Sebastian? I showed him
Glen only had the guts to yell at Harold, but not Dexter. Everyone knew how ruthless and cruel the head of the Coltrane family could be."I told you two to get lost right now!" Dexter boomed.Everyone present was frightened into silence once more.Dexter hadn't lost his temper in public for close to 20 years, but he was in such a rage that day that the Torenbys were doomed. They wouldn't be able to survive in Sunway again."Mr. Coltrane Senior… I…""They told you to get lost. Didn't you hear them?" Sebastian asked. He was grinning and standing at the back. "You?" Glen immediately made the connection. He turned and started pummeling Cyrus viciously."Throw them out!" Dexter ordered impatiently. Over a dozen security guards converged on the Torenbys and dragged them out. Ryder was huddled in a corner, shocked at what he had seen. He hadn't expected Dexter to also take Sebastian's side.However, as soon as he lowered his head, Harold grabbed him by the collar and slapped him se
Dexter had only just sat down when the host walked onto the stage and said loudly, "To all our respected friends and guests. The auction will now officially begin."The audience burst into a roar of applause, and Sebastian clapped along obligingly once or twice."Now, let us welcome the first item for auction today. The King's Son."As soon as the host had finished, a young lady opened a red wooden box. She took out a rolled-up painting from inside and spread it out in front of everyone."Oh, it really does have the authentic flair of Basil!""How exquisite!""As expected of a master's work!"The crowd cried out in surprise. The appearance of the painting had pushed the auction to its climax."Starting at 20 million!""30 million!""35 million!""36 million!"The bids rang out among the audience. Dexter frowned and said to Emmanuel, "Mr. Carthen, how much do you think this painting is worth?"Emmanuel leaned back in his seat, looking triumphant as he said, "I think this pa
Sebastian finally couldn't resist laughing. He stood up and said, "That's the most ridiculous joke I've heard this year.""You little—" The plump middle-aged man and Emmanuel both glared huffily at Sebastian. "Sebastian, you said that this painting is worthless, but what evidence do you have?" Dexter asked, smiling. "Mr. Coltrane Senior, 'The King's Son' isn't done by Basil at all. It was painted by Dorian Worcester. Besides, the religion of Astralix only began to grow in popularity during the Tannin era, and 'The King's Son' depicts a scene from the Astralix scriptures," Sebastian said, smiling.Sebastian's voice wasn't loud, but every word seemed to hammer upon the hearts of those who were listening. He grinned as he looked at Emmanuel and said, "Mr. Carthen, this is basic general knowledge. How could you not know that when you've been studying antiques for such a long time?"Emmanuel turned bright red and looked away, not daring to look at Sebastian.The fat man clenched h
Sebastian only smiled gratefully at Dexter, but he stayed silent."205 thousand going thrice. Sold! Congratulations to this gentleman on bidding successfully for this 'Spring Mountains' painting at 205 thousand dollars!""What a bargain!""He's really got himself a deal!""You're so lucky, young man. No one tried to compete with you!"The audience began heckling at once. Everyone knew that the painting wasn't even worth five thousand. Sebastian didn't argue with them. He walked quickly up to the stage and handed his bank card to the cashier. While everyone looked on, he ripped out the painting. "Sebastian!" Dexter wanted to stop him, but he was too late."Hmph. What's the use in regretting it now? Even if he tears it to pieces, he'll still have to pay," Emmanuel said sarcastically."Oh, young man, even if you realized that you got a fake item doesn't mean you can do that! After all, you might meet someone even more ignorant than you are.""Yeah! Even if you get 30 thousand