The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family
Chapter 3901

The first Rejuvenating Pill was sold for two billion US dollars. It wasn't what many could afford.

However, the pill would skyrocket in price once everyone learnt of its amazing effect. Those who didn't manage to get into the top two hundred people in the list, as well as those who were relatively low-ranked in the list, might not be able to win the pill even if they used all of their money.

As such, these people's joy dropped into sorrow in seconds. In just a flash, they experienced heaven and then sank to hell.

Aggrieved, his cries soon became uncontrollable sobs.

Jasmine watched on helplessly. Even so, she could only act within her responsibility. "Number 201, are you willing to replace Number 55 in the bidding? If you're unwilling, I'll have to pass the invitation to Number 202."

The man continued sobbing bitterly while covering his face. He choked, "I give up. I'll give others a chance..."

At the end of the row, Number 202 stood up with reddish eyes. He tried to hold back his tears, but faltered and muttered sadly, "I... I give up too..."

Number 203 hesitated for a moment and raised his hand too. "I give up as well..."

Everyone on the waiting list eventually expressed their wish to give up their right t obid.

They wanted to bid, but they couldn't afford it. They didn't want to drown in an unrealistic fantasy.

To sit back in the back row was better than watching others win the bid in the front row. Plus, they didn't expect the pill to be so expensive when they were on the waiting list. The price was beyond their affordability.

In addition, the auction didn't allow any payment in installments. They would never be able to afford to bid for the remaining Rejuvenating Pill.

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Jasmine understood their mixed feelings. She then said, "If that's the case, no one will replace Number 55 to bid in the auction. The auction will now continue."

After that, Jasmine turned and looked at the African Tycoon on stage. "Number 47, please return to your seat. Our auction will continue now."

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The African tycoon was tortured by Parkinson's disease for years, but has since fully recovered. He turned to her with a pleading look and begged, "Miss Moore, can I continue to join the subsequent bidding for the Rejuvenating Pills? Please! I'm willing to pay an additional five hundred million US dollars if I win the bid again!"

The people in the audience went from envy to anger at once. They didn't expect the African tycoon to be so greedy. He had the audacity and requested to take part in the subsequent auctions, even after he won the pill.

Some people wished they could yell at him right there and then. Upon recalling what had happened to Travis, they kept silent, although disgruntledly.

Jasmine stared at the African tycoon sternly and said, "I'm sorry, Number 47. I've

stated the conditions clearly. Please respect our rules."

At that, the African tycoon could only return to his seat in reluctance.

Everyone could see how fast he was walking. It was a stark opposite from his slow, sluggish walk earlier. To say they were jealous of him was an understanding. Meanwhile, Jordan had made up his mind. He would try to win the full Rejuvenating Pill at the last auction, even if it cost him hundreds of billions!