The Runaway Groom

Chapter 449

Irene panicked and quickly turned away, fearful that she would be recognized.

Mick noticed that, and shifted his body to keep her hidden, while asking quietly, "What's wrong?'

"A familiar face," Irene replied softly, even as she slid another peek at the man.

There was no mistaking it-that was Harvey Gooding.

She never expected him to show up there!

Nonetheless, Mick told her, "Don’t worry. He's not going to notice-the hall is quite dimly lit and you're wearing a mask."

Irene was actually just too surprised to see Harvey there and became nervous. Still, she quickly calmed down, and thought to herself that he would not notice her since she was sitting behind him.

Moreover, he probably would not recognize her after what had happened to her face anyway.

Soon, the auction began, with the host giving a simple speech before proceeding to the auction proper.

Most items auctioned for the day could be categorized into an assortment of antiques and jewelry, with the first one being a tapestry.

It was a regular auction, but there was no assurance offered that the auctioned items were genuine-the attendants had to rely on their abilities for appraisals and prior experience.

Mick appeared calm, seemingly uninterested in the tapestry.

this stuff worked, but she was

would save the best for last. Moreover, I've attended enough auctions to know that there will always be a couple

a brow and whispered, "They

course!" Mick chuckled. "It's supposedly the estate of a Fraconican noble's heir,

somehow drew Harvey's

around, and frowned when he saw the

was all the mystery

He actually became curious.

Harvey looking at her, and then turned

item was soon brought forward: an emerald

was clearly interested, but did not make a

near the entrance became restless, seemingly because someone important

figure striding through the path

It was him.

He was here.

forgot

the best seat for him, and was fawningly

Irene getting so nervous

you're worried about being noticed, we can leave

was already locked in

rather blurred under the dim lights overhead, and she could not actually

so quietly replied, "We're already

she last saw him, the