Chapter 953

Theo immediately replied respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, I’m arranging manpower right now. I’ll ask someone

to go and have a look.”

“Okay.”

Philip nodded and hung up the phone.

At the same time in the auction, an endless stream of important characters entered the main hall.

“Holy sh*t! Look! That seems to be Ken Cooke of Ceylon Society, the largest force in the South River

District! Master Cooke!”

With the shouts from someone in the outer hall, the crowd’s eyes gathered at the entrance of the main

hall in an instant.

Sure enough.

A group of eight bodyguards in black suits entered the main hall imposingly. They were guarding a man

who appeared to be about 40 to 50 years old.

Ken Cooke!

He was the largest force in South River District and the president of Ceylon Society!

For decades, no one dared to rock his position!

He had nearly 100 turfs under his hand and 400 to 500 men at his disposal.

Although he started as a rookie on the streets back then, Ken Cooke had transformed his image as an

orthodox entrepreneur and philanthropist in the South River District now.

Moreover, according to rumors, Ken was competing to be the upcoming person in charge of the South

River District!

Impressive!

“It’s really Master Cooke! I can’t believe he’s really here!”

“This auction is going to be very exciting! How many big shots are there?”

A group of people chattered non-stop, looking very awed and excited.

Philip also raised his eyebrows and looked over, spotting Ken Cooke in the crowd. With a square face,

a pair of straight eyebrows, and tiger-like eyes, he looked mighty and domineering, especially in his

gray suit.

Was that Ken Cooke?

The most powerful figure in the South River District?

Very soon, before the commotion of the crowd subsided, someone shouted again!

“Damn! It’s a goddess! It’s her! Yana Young! Queen Yana!”

This loud shout caused all eyes of the audience to gather at the entrance of the main hall yet again.

A graceful figure walked into the venue with a noble and elegant catwalk, exuding a charming

temperament.

She had a devilish S-shaped figure that stood at five foot five and a tiny waist that could be gripped

with one hand. Wearing a red gown with slits on both sides, she stepped on crystal high heels and

possessed the beauty of a diva with her delicate features and smiling eyes.

As soon as she appeared, the atmosphere of the main hall was hyped to a small climax.

“It’s really goddess Yana! The second force in the South River District!”

“No way! A woman?”

Various excited discussions broke out in the crowd.

Yana was followed by two female bodyguards. Stepping into the venue, she immediately approached

Ken and said with a mature voice, “Master Cooke, you’re here too.”

Ken had already noticed Yana. A hint of displeasure flashed through the corner of his eyes, but he

squeezed out a smile and said, “Queen Yana, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

With her silk-like gaze, Yana smiled and said, “Don’t make fun of me, Master Cooke. I’m not a queen,

just an ordinary person. Just call me Yana.”

Ken laughed before asking, “Are you also here for Cleopatra’s treasure?”

Yana nodded and said, “Since it’s Cleopatra’s treasure, of course, I want to have a look.”

“But of course. For a beautiful woman like you, only Cleopatra’s treasure is worthy.”

Ken continued with lukewarm compliments.

Yana smiled slightly, changed the topic, and asked, “What does Master Cooke think of the underground

chamber of commerce this time? Do you want to join forces?”

It was direct and straightforward.

An old fox like Ken Cooke who had been in the business for many decades was naturally very cunning.

He said with a smile, “Haven’t we joined forces long ago to swallow Theo Zander this time?”

When he said this, Ken did not feel strenuous in the least as if Theo was already the meat on a cutting

board and could be divided at will.

Yana swayed her hips, sweeping her dress around the venue. Her eyes suddenly fell on a corner of the

outer hall. She was looking at a man with his arms across his chest. He was looking at his phone

nonchalantly.

Then, Yana turned to Ken and said, “But I heard Theo has invited a wealthy funder with him this time.

Are you still confident that you can take him down?”

Ken sneered and said without concealing his tyranny, “Which funder can Theo invite? With the joint

forces between the four of us, can’t we take down one Riverdale?”

Yana smiled brightly like a spring breeze and continued, “Isn’t Master Cooke interested in taking half of

Riverdale instead?”

Her words were intriguing.

Ken glanced at Yana. After a while, he faked a smile and asked, “Are you asking me to betray them?”

What was Yana Young up to?