Chapter 271

Auction Day.

The air was crisp, sunlight warm-a perfect early spring day. The last traces of winter had melted away, replaced by a gentle breeze and the promise of new beginnings.

Outside the gates of Bamboo Grove, Mila adjusted her cream-colored sweater dress and draped a delicate, watercolor-patterned shawl over her shoulders. Her long, glossy black hair was swept up in a spiral and fastened with a row of pearl clips, while a strand of lustrous white pearls encircled her slender neck, giving off a subtle, silken sheen. She radiated elegance and intelligence, every inch the picture of poise.

Beside her stood Julian, dressed to perfection in a finely tailored, vintage-inspired blue sweater and slacks. The soft color made his small face appear even more fair and delicate. He gazed up at her with wide eyes.

"Mom, isn't Mr. Whitmore coming with us?"

After spending some time around Mr. Whitmore, Julian had warmed up to him. He'd discovered the man was a fantastic cook, gentle, and patient-so unlike their first awkward meeting, Julian no longer felt the need to shy away.

Mila reached down to smooth his hair.

"He had something come up at work, sweetheart, so he can't make it to the auction. But once it's over, he'll join us for our picnic."

his voice lifting with excitement. "I've

massive company, Julian was mostly kept at home, watched over by staff,

it—at least, until his mother returned. Now, he

mother's hand tightly, his eyes bright with anticipation, voice soft and earnest.

melted at the sight. She couldn't resist

out and opened the door for them, and once Mila and Julian were settled inside,

black SUVS followed, each one carrying members of their

...

with everyday buyers. But the second floor was reserved for those with truly deep pockets—just six private suites, numbered one through

Mila's great-aunt, Jade Sutherland, heard about her intention to bid on the ruby, she wasted no time. From her office in Tokyo, she wired

was how Mila earned her spot

her credentials, Mila took Julian by the hand, with Howard and their bodyguards following close behind. A staff member, all smiles and deference, led them

arriving. The second-floor suites formed a half-circle, and Suite Six sat directly across from Suite One. Mila had barely settled

and Giselle. Mila froze, her brows knitting together

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