Chapter 240
Crimson finally noticed the two tall men standing nearby. Her eyes landed on Connor. His presence was so intense and commanding, it made Crimson feel a bit uneasy.
“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” Crimson shot a glance at Flora.
“Ahem, Crimson, this is my fiancé, Connor, and this is Ray,” Flora said, awkwardly touching her nose.
Crimson’s knees almost gave out. Flora’s fiancé… wasn’t he the big shot from Ruby Path? She had only seen Connor briefly before, and he had been wearing a mask, so she hadn’t recognized him until now.
“Hello,” Connor said, standing up to greet Crimson. “Our last meeting was rushed; I apologize for any rudeness.”
Crimson was taken aback by Connor’s politeness. She forced a laugh. “No worries, no worries. I should thank you for sending me home last time.”
It was clear to Crimson that Connor’s courtesy was because she was Flora’s friend. Ray, on the other hand, was completely lost.
“Why can’t I understand anything you guys are saying?” he wondered aloud.
The auction was about to start, and Crimson had a lot to handle, so she excused herself.
“Connor, since when have you been chummy with the vice president of Club 257?” Ray asked, picking up the cola Connor had been drinking and taking a big gulp.
Connor shot him a cold glance. “That was my cola.”
“I know. It’s not like I’m drinking Flora’s. What’s wrong with taking a swig from your drink?” Ray said, feeling justified. He turned to Flora. “And you, Flora, when did you meet Crimson?”
“Figure it out yourself,” Connor replied, peeling an orange for Flora without much expression.
As they spoke, the auction began. The host took the stage. “Thank you all for traveling from afar to join us today. I am the host of this auction, Luke…”
After a brief introduction, he got straight to the point. “I hereby declare the auction started!”
The hall erupted in thunderous applause.
“The first item up for auction is Mrs. Winter’s Tears, starting at 1.6 million, with each bid increment no less than a thousand.” Mrs. Winter’s Tears was a pearl necklace created by the renowned designer Mrs. Winter, using her own tears in memory of her late husband. After finishing this necklace, Mrs. Winter followed her husband in death. The precious love story behind it made countless people willing to pay a fortune for the necklace. The auction had mostly female participants, with men showing little interest. It finally sold for 5 million.
“Our next item up for auction starts at 3 million.”
After the host’s announcement, the staff brought a tray onto the stage and pulled away the red cloth to reveal a set of white bones. Many were startled.
“What’s this about, bringing out something like this for auction?”
“Disgusting! Those are bones! They can’t possibly be human bones, right?”
In a room on the third floor, Connor’s gaze fixed on the bones on the stage. His dark eyes flickered with a hidden gleam. He recognized them at once as dragon bones, retrieved from the summit of a high mountain. Only a fearless mercenary group could procure such an item.
