When Tristan saw Cynthia's tall and slender figure on the live broadcast, the coldness in his brows and eyes softened a bit, and a faint gentleness appeared in the depths of his eyes.
"Sir..."
"Shut up!" Tristan interrupted coldly.
Immediately, Cynthia's cool voice rang out leisurely, "If I win, not only will you have to kneel and apologize to me, but you will also have to crawl under my legs. If I bid more than half of your offer, you will perform a pole dance in the square at Times Square!"
Max, standing nearby, felt his heart racing with fear.
The Sweeney family was an established old family in San Heith, while the Louise family had become a hot new power in the past two years. Kneeling and crawling under someone's legs? This was clearly meant to humiliate the Sweeney and the Louise families.
The worst part was that the fool from the Louise family actually agreed.
Max sighed softly, silently sympathizing with the foolish Louise heiress.