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Chapter 223

Author: Only For You
Harvey's expression turned grim. "Dad, I know everything you've said is true, but the issue is… I didn't get the crown for 3 million."

Kane's brows furrowed deeply. "What did you just say?"

After all, he personally went to the Radiant Group auction to intimidate the bidders. Was Silas, Radiant Group's CEO, bold enough to disrespect the Weller family?

Harvey hesitated, stammering as he explained, "Well… Initially, the crown was mine for 3 million—it was practically a done deal. But then some bastard barged in out of nowhere and started bidding against me like his life depended on it. The price shot up and kept climbing until it reached more than 15 million… so, well—"

Before Harvey could finish, Kane's face turned deathly pale. His hand trembled as he pointed at his son. "What did you just say? You spent more than 15 million dollars?"

"You ungrateful brat! Didn't I warn you not to go over 7.5 million at most? Are you trying to ruin the financial stability I worked so hard to m
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