My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Logically speaking, the only people who can compete for the Blood Moon Starlight at the scene are Ye Chen, people from the Holy See and the Rockefis family. Even if people from other major families want to compete for the Blood Moon Starlight, it is impossible to prepare so much funds in advance.

One billion yuan is not something that just any family can get. Even if the four major families of Zhonghai want to come up with one billion yuan in a short period of time, they must ask the family elders for instructions.

Moreover, one billion was spent on this bracelet that had little effect. Based on Ye Chen's understanding of them, these old foxes would not make such a mistake.

After all, spending most of the family's working capital can easily cause an economic crisis. If other major families find the opportunity, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

Not only Ye Chen, but also Dracula and Gabriel were surprised by this sudden competitor.

A strange red color flashed in Dracula's eyes, and he instantly felt the atmosphere in the room through the box.

"Derek, it's you."

Dracula's face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"Dracula, my friend, I didn't expect you to be alive."

The moment Prince Derek saw Dracula, he was stunned and said with a surprised look on his face.

"Do you, the Nofil family, want to go to war with our Rockefis family?"

Dracula snorted angrily and said with murderous intent.

The Rockface family has prepared a lot for this string of blood moon stars, not to mention that this string of bracelets is not only related to Cain's inheritance, but also related to Louise's promotion path.

As long as Louise is promoted to Duke, she will be able to establish a firm foothold in the vampire family and lead the Rockefice family to the top in the near future.

"Dracula, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Prince Derek snorted coldly and said lightly: "It is really wishful thinking to swallow up the Blood Moon Starlight alone. Who can obtain the inheritance of Cain depends on his or her ability."

"Okay, okay, I want to see what your Novel family can do with me."

Dracula had a look of ridicule on his face and sneered.

The Rockefeller family is one of the largest families in Europe. Family businesses are spread all over the world. In terms of assets, it is impossible for the Novel family to compare. Dracula has no worries about this auction.

"The Nofel family can't fight, but I don't know if I can."

At this time, a young man in luxurious clothes walked to the bed, looked at Dracula with a half-smile and said.

This young man was dressed in a silver suit. He had a handsome face that did not look like a man's and light blue pupils. He showed the temperament of a noble disciple everywhere.

The moment Ye Chen saw the young man in front of him, his face turned slightly and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Brother-in-law, who is this young man? He looks like a girl."

Su Xiaozhu looked at the young man's face, curled his lips and said.

Just as Ye Chen was about to speak, an exclamation suddenly came from the hall.

"He...he is Jeffrey, and he is here."

"Who is Jeffrey?"

"You don't even know about Jeffrey? The first heir of the Rothschild family."

There were screams of surprise from the crowd, and soon the young man's identity was recognized.

The Rothschild family, one of the largest families in the world, has emerged in Europe and is a top financial tycoon. His successor will be a rich man with billions of dollars in the future.

"A member of the Rothschild family is here, or is he the heir apparent?"

Su Xiyue's face changed slightly,

He stood up subconsciously, with a solemn look on his face.

Such a behemoth actually sent the first heir to China. It was impossible for such an important person to come to China in person without a purpose.

Such important news has been kept hidden until now, which in itself represents some problems.

"Derek, how dare you collude with the Rothschild family."

Dracula also knew Jeffrey's identity at this time and said with a gloomy look.

"Collusion? No, His Highness Prince Dracula, we are just cooperating. My father showed strong curiosity about this bracelet and asked me to take him back."

A faint smile appeared on Jeffrey's face and he said warmly.

"Why, could it be that those old guys are interested in the inheritance of our blood clan?"

A flash of scarlet flashed in Dracula's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"No, no, no, after all, this is the inheritance of the blood clan. We all understand the rules. The inheritance will be inherited by His Royal Highness Prince Derek. We, Rothschild, will never have any involvement."

Jeffrey shook his head and smiled lightly.

"You brat, if you dare to compete with me, Dracula, for something, aren't you afraid of staying here?"

Dracula looked at Jeffrey with a threatening expression and said.

"Dracula, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still so annoying."

At this time, a strong man came out from behind Jeffrey and looked at Dracula with a half-smile.

This strong man who suddenly appeared looked very fierce, his body was covered with sturdy hair, and he had a trace of the aura of a beast.

"Bart, the Wolf King, it's you. Rothschild is really good at inviting you to protect this brat."

Dracula's pupils shrank slightly, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

In the underground world of the West, the Vampire Clan and the Werewolf Clan are the two most prosperous ethnic groups, with members all over the West.

Although the two races occasionally competed, under the threat of the Holy See, the two races united with each other in order to fight against the Holy See, and the relationship was not bad.

The strong men of the werewolf clan who are comparable to princes are called wolf kings. At the time of Dracula, Bart was already a silver wolf king, more powerful than ordinary blood princes, and even evolved into a blond wolf king. potential.

After so many years, Dracula felt great pressure from Bart.

In his current state, there is no way he can be Bart's opponent.

"The werewolf clan is really interesting. Even you are here to take a trip into this muddy water. Didn't Lancelot come? You, a silver-haired wolf king, can't take away this blood moon starlight."

A strange light flashed in Hermes's eyes, and he looked at Bart calmly.

Bart subconsciously looked into Hermes' pupils, and suddenly felt a bloody vortex sucking his mental energy in, and the rich blood energy beat towards him from all directions.

With a bang, Bart felt as if his chest had been hit hard, and his whole body was blown away. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of horror.

"You actually know Lancelot, you...who are you?"

Bart looked at Hermes with a horrified look on his face. The muscles on his body suddenly swelled. His black hair gradually grew longer and turned into silver. His palms had already turned into wolf claws, and even his whole head was moving towards him. The werewolf evolved, and a hint of terror exuded in the box. (To be continued)