My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

My law firm had been up and running for quite a while, but I barely kept a healthy balance of profit and loss. Freya, on the other hand, had invested in many potential stocks after her divorce, raising her value several times over. I had to admit that doing business still depended on one's talent for it.

Nodding to show my agreement, I turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Before going to bed at night, I searched for things to look out for during auctions - the typical dos and don'ts - and then went to sleep with ease.

When I woke up, Freya had already gone out. I did not know if it was to hide from Cyril or if she had gone out on her own accord as mentioned in her note.

The auction would be held at six in the evening. At five-thirty, a car came by to pick me up.

When I arrived, the auction site was full of people. Foreign media were seated orderly by a corner and the place was quiet and grand.

"Ladies and gentleman..."

After the auction began, I diverted my full attention to the items on stage, afraid of missing out on anything.

looked at the stage with his dark eyes. It

the auction. But apart from seeing Baldrick, who had met Sebastian before, give his speech at the beginning of the action, the whole event could be said to have gone perfectly fine without

left me a little

and there were not many familiar faces around.

that Hendrix's face gradually turned so grim that even I

a complete stop, Hendrix's face still showed

kept a poker face. What was going

for a second, I then followed

there were some rich people at the top of the pyramid at the banquet, it did not affect his reality of being flattered by everyone. The successful people around him chattered and laughed. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet

see anything wrong with the picture. Although Baldrick may be the

still wouldn't look at him

that.

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staring at the