Chapter 203: I Don’t Come With a Price Tag
Chapter 203 – I Don’t Come With a Price Tag
It had been an hour.
A full sixty minutes of Lux Vaelthorn casually deconstructing the hopes and dreams of elite collectors one artifact at a time.
"Overpriced."
"Worth it, but barely."
"Fake. Cheap fake."
"Real, but cursed. So yes—but only if you hate your heirs."
Lylith didn’t say much during those assessments. She didn’t have to. Her eyes said it all—gleaming like coins dipped in wine, cataloging every breath Lux took.
And her assistant? That poor soul practically wore his fingers to the bone trying to keep up, scribbling frantically in that gold-edged notebook while Lylith stood silent and stunning like a serpent goddess surveying her treasure map.
Lux wasn’t sure what she planned to do with the information. And honestly, he didn’t want to ask.
But he could guess.
Buy it. Trade for it. Sabotage the pricing negotiations just to make someone cry over a missed zero. Or maybe even leak the fakes to the media and watch reputations crumble like stale fortune cookies.