What kind of twisted logic is this man using?!

Mira Carlisle was speechless. She immediately reached up to tear off the collar around her neck, but as soon as Leize Mill tugged the golden chain, she stumbled forward, her forehead bumping against his solid chest. The cool, pleasant scent of the man brushed past her like a feather, stirring an unfamiliar feeling in her heart, which only made her more infuriated!

Mira Carlisle immediately reached out to grab the chain from Leize Mill, trying to take control of the golden leash that bound her. 

Behind them, Borin Ricardo exclaimed in shock, "Duke Leize...!" Did this mermaid girl have a death wish?! 

Yet, Leize Mill was not angry. He raised his hand and caught the girl by her slender waist, pulling her small body close as she lunged at him. 

His lazy voice carried a teasing tone, "Throwing yourself at me? Such a young age, doesn't even understand human language, and already knows how to seduce men." 

"..." 

Seduce your grandpa!

Mira Carlisle was held firmly by Leize Mill, her scant, tattered gauze leaving her exposed skin pressed against his arm. The man's normally cool body temperature transmitted through, causing her inexplicable anxiety, making her struggle even more.

But Leize Mill had no intention of letting go. In fact, he held her tighter, finding her angry, teeth-gritting expression quite amusing.

At that moment, the wealthy tycoon who had won the bid came running over, dragging his bloated body. When he saw Mira Carlisle, his eyes lit up with lust. "This is the precious mermaid I paid for... She's mine!"

However, before he could get close to Leize Mill, Borin Ricardo had already drawn his gun and pointed it at the tycoon's forehead.

The tycoon dared not move further, his face turning an angry shade of purple. "Do you know who I am? I..."

"Mr. John, don't court death!" The auctioneer hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him back, glaring at him. Then, turning to Leize Mill, his attitude shifted to one of utmost respect, nodding and bowing. "Duke Leize, our apologies for the misunderstanding. The mermaid did not mean to harm your purchase while escaping. We are willing to compensate you doubly..."

Leize Mill's initially indifferent expression darkened at the words "our mermaid," a flash of cold displeasure crossing his deep, enchanting eyes.

The auctioneer sensed an inexplicable danger but didn't know what he had said wrong. He continued with a stiff upper lip, "Duke Leize, as for now..."

"I'm taking her."

Leize Mill's cold lips spat out five succinct words.

Simple and decisive, not open to negotiation. 

The auctioneer was shocked, "Duke Leize! That is absolutely not possible! This mermaid is a lot for Seton City’s auction house. She has been successfully bid on... Besides, she, she is..." He stammered, unable to continue. 

Leize Mill's long fingers lightly tapped the girl's slender waist, an action that seemed casual but carried an intense possessiveness.

And his words were not a discussion but a command:

"The final bid was 300 billion. I'll pay three times that." 

This was an unprecedented amount in the history of Seton City's underground auction!

As soon as Leize Mill finished speaking, Borin Ricardo immediately pulled out a checkbook, filled it out, and handed it to him. 

Leize Mill's pale fingers released the check, letting it flutter to the ground.

The auctioneer trembled, "Duke Leize, I dare not accept this money. This goes against the rules of Seton City..."

Leize Mill's crimson lips curled up slightly, speaking lightly, "If I destroy this place, the rules won't exist anymore."

It was an arrogant and extreme threat, yet he delivered it as if discussing the weather.

The auctioneer was stunned, rendered speechless.

Without further ado, Leize Mill picked up Mira Carlisle and walked away.

Borin Ricardo and a group of men in black immediately followed.

"Duke Leize..." The auctioneer opened his mouth, watching the nobleman's tall, upright figure retreating, but ultimately didn't dare pursue.

Who was Leize Mill? Backed by the Mill family, who controlled the economic lifeline of Eurasia, and his own powerful organization, Dark Night, even the entire Seton City underground auction couldn't afford to offend him.

The mysterious girl with mermaid blood, carried by Leize Mill, surprisingly stopped struggling and lay quietly on his shoulder.

The auctioneer looked up and met Mira Carlisle's green eyes. 

In her gaze was the excitement and joy of soon escaping this place, and a cold glint of intense vengeance. 

She was silent, not because of submission, but because she could use Leize Mill to completely leave here.

The tycoon beside him was still angrily cursing, but the auctioneer slumped to the ground, "Stop cursing! Even if you had successfully bid on her, you couldn't have taken her away. The boss never intended to sell her... How could he let go of something so valuable?"

And once that mysterious girl left the forbidden zone of Eurasia, the consequences would be unimaginable...

...

As soon as they exited the underground auction, snowflakes began to fall.

Mira Carlisle, lying on Leize Mill's shoulder, couldn't help but reach out to catch the snowflakes, then looked up at the bright, full moon hanging in the night sky. 

So beautiful. 

Her green eyes, filled with moonlight, overflowed with joy, her lips curling into a smile. 

The people following behind Leize Mill thought she was immature, happy to play with the snow, but no one saw the icy coldness hidden in her smile. 

Three years. 

She was still alive.

She was out!

It was time to settle scores with some people and some matters. 

Not far away, a large private jet was parked on the lawn. 

As Leize Mill approached, carrying Mira Carlisle, everyone bowed in unison, "Duke Leize."

But their eyes were filled with shock. Duke Leize had gone to bid on a pet, so why... was he bringing back a girl? 

And he was carrying her!

Unbelievable! When had Duke Leize ever carried a female being? Even the tigers were male!

Leize Mill stepped into the cabin, tossing the girl onto a leather sofa. Mira Carlisle rolled over before sitting up. 

Her backside hurt from the rough landing, and she frowned, instinctively wanting to distance herself from this man. 

But the golden leash around her neck was still in his hand. With a slight tug, Leize Mill pulled her back "like a pet."

He crouched in front of her, his dark, bewitching eyes scrutinizing her, his hand caressing her face as if petting a tiger. "Since you can't speak, make a sound for me to hear." 

"..." Make a sound, my ass. 

Mira Carlisle suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. It seemed this man truly saw her as a pet.

"How does a mermaid sound?" Leize Mill pinched her small, upturned nose and laughed, "Like a woman?"

"..." Mira Carlisle really wanted to tell him to get lost. 

She bit her pink lip, staring at him with big, innocent eyes, hoping her "naive and ignorant" look would influence him, making him realize he was talking nonsense to a "mentally immature" girl!

However, she failed— 

Leize Mill, seeing her staring at him like that, felt a sudden rush of heat within. 

This shameless little creature, seducing men again.

If she had been taken by that tycoon and looked at others with those eyes, she'd be crippled by the end of the night. 

Leize Mill picked her up and threw her back onto the sofa. His tall figure stood up, and he coldly ordered, "Feed her and clean her up."

With that, he tossed the golden leash to a nearby person and strode towards another part of the cabin. 

Mira Carlisle was bewildered. This man was so capricious. How had she offended him? Just because she couldn't roar like a tiger? 

At least he was finally gone, giving her some peace. 

Being a "pet" was exhausting. She suddenly felt pity for those cute animals in the auction, hoping they wouldn't encounter such a perverted "owner."

Mira Carlisle was internally ranting, taking a breather, when suddenly a shadow appeared in front of her.