I'm Very Rich

Raina shook her head slightly and said, “With Rocky’s personality, he definitely wouldn’t obediently do nothing. After all, Rayden was his only eldest brother.”

Their parents died early, and the family head was old and frail, unable to personally care for Rocky.

Since there were only two sons in the Croft family, outsiders often mocked them for being fatherless and motherless. Being the older brother, Rayden was very strict and harsh, and he held Rocky to the same standard. The more others mocked them, the harder Rayden worked to be perfect, so there’d be no chance for ridicule.

So Rocky was basically raised by Rayden, and really respected and feared him. If Rayden suddenly disappeared, Rocky wouldn’t just stand by and ignore it.

Leif said, “That, I don’t know. But since then, this young master has become even more wild and reckless, often causing unbelievable scandals. So no matter what crazy thing he does, people aren’t surprised anymore. If he acted normal, that would be the real surprise.”

Raina’s eyes lit up. “So even if people know it was him who spent on the Eclipse Vine, no one would be surprised. This wild young master can do anything — not just buy a rare herb, even if he tore down the Croft family mansion, no one would find it strange. They’d just see it as normal.”

When a person always acts outlandishly, people get used to it and don’t mind. But if someone is usually well-behaved and suddenly does something crazy, people immediately find it unbelievable and accuse them of changing.

Yet many things in this world are just like that — no logic at all.

Leif didn’t reply.

Meanwhile, downstairs, the Gaiabloom was announced sold. Since Rocky had bid such an outrageous price, no one dared to outbid him. After all, no one else was as rich and foolish as he was.

Besides, Raina really thought if anyone dared compete with him, he might actually jump down and beat them up.

After all, fighting was common for Rocky.

With the Gaiabloom sold, the last auction of the night was about to begin — the Eclipse Vine.

At the auction stage, the host, as usual, passionately praised the Eclipse Vine. Just as he picked up the starting price prepared by the seller to announce it, a sudden commotion arose.

The golden curtains of the box on the left side of the third floor were slowly pulled back, layer by layer. Behind the curtains appeared a young man sitting cross-legged in a large chair, arrogantly watching the auction downstairs.

“That’s… Croft’s young master, Rocky Croft?!”

“Really from one of the five great families? This Young master Croft has never been to a place like this before…”

“Damn, this kind of top-grade herb like the Gaiabloom — who else but him could afford it? I should’ve known it was him!…”

Once everyone confirmed the identity of the figure in the private room on the left side of the third floor, their expressions grew even more fervent. Immediately, people began sending name cards, eager to make contact with the legendary Young master Croft.

After all, although Rocky was reckless, the Croft family was undeniably wealthy. Who wouldn’t want to befriend someone with that kind of money?

Raina watched all this with envy and said, “It must be nice to be rich.”

Leif glanced at her, slightly furrowing his brow. “Are you short on money?”

Raina raised one eyebrow, smiled, and shrugged. “Isn’t that a pretty normal thing? You have to spend money on so many things just to live in this world. Someone like you, rich as you are, wouldn’t understand. I’m genuinely poor.”

Leif: “...”

After a pause, he suddenly said, “I’m very rich.”

Raina almost choked on the water she was drinking and blurted, “Huh?”

Leif smiled faintly. “If you need money, just say the word. I may not have much else, but money—I have plenty.”

Raina: “...”

She couldn’t quite respond to that!

Just then, a noisy commotion broke out downstairs—waves of chatter rising up:

“...What’s going on?! Starting bid at one buck? Has young master Croft lost his mind?!”

“People can bid whatever they want on their own stuff, hahahaha...”

“I’ve heard this young master Croft is crazy in the head. Ever since his brother... ahem, after that, no one’s been able to control him. He’s just completely wild now. One buck?! How’s anyone supposed to bid on that?”

“Is he trying to get people to bid or just not bid at all...?”

At the exact moment Leif said he was rich, the auctioneer announced the starting price for the Eclipse Vine: a shocking one buck.

Though the price was absurd, the expressions of everyone in the private rooms staring at the Eclipse Vine showed no sign of relaxing.

Most people had come tonight specifically for this item. Despite the ridiculous starting price, that didn’t mean no one wanted to fight for it.

After some chaos, a voice shouted, “Room 9, add ten million!”

“Damn! Who’s playing these games? Room 5, add twenty million!”

“Room 15, add twenty-three million!”

Most of the bidding now was coming from the second floor. The first floor usually didn’t bid in moments like this.

First, they were generally weaker than the second floor; otherwise, they wouldn’t be placed on the bottom floor. Second, if someone from the first floor got lucky enough to snatch the item, it would cause serious trouble and close many doors for them. So, they mostly just watched the show.

At this moment, in the last private room on the second floor.

Behind layers of curtains sat a person dressed entirely in black formal wear, wearing an exquisite golden mask that covered their entire face, revealing only a pair of deep, unfathomable eyes.

The golden mask was finely crafted with intricate but orderly engravings, shaped into a flawlessly beautiful smiling face.

Next to them sat a handsome young man, holding a cup decorated with painted flowers in one hand, and resting his chin on the other, wearing a half-smile as he watched the masked figure across from him.

After a long while, the young man took a sip, his slightly intoxicated eyes brightening with a smile. He spoke lazily, “Still not bidding? You really have patience.”

The masked person snorted coldly. “The real buyer hasn’t made a move yet. Why rush? Enjoy your drink.”

The young man chuckled and tapped the table twice with a wet finger, praising, “Not bad, not bad. Truly, our... cough, your eye for detail and judgment is superb. But are you absolutely sure that the one in the private room in the center of the third floor is really him?”

The masked figure scoffed, indifferent. “Who else would dare sit there but him?”

But there was a trace of hostility hidden in that statement.

Everyone knew exactly who “him” referred to.

It was obvious who was the richest and most untouchable person in the capital right now.

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