A Clash of Interests
The car stopped in front of a tall, well - structured building. He stepped out of the car, glanced around while tons of camera lights flashed continuously at him. Reporters swarmed towards him like bees towards honey, asking millions of questions which he nonchalantly ignored as his bodyguards make space for him to pass through the crowd.
He walked down the red carpet, all poised and elegant. His charming face beamed with an irresistible smile that got the ladies drooling over his face on televisions and billboards. He walked into the building and stopped at the entrance. He took a quick glance around the hall filled with wealthy people of high class and royal standards. It felt as if time paused for a moment as his aura was instantly felt.
He walked in, down the hallway in between persons and tables. He walked down a long lobby and then suddenly paused.
"Stay here" His voice echoed.
His bodyguards stopped as he continued down the lobby. He stopped in front of a door with a VIP sign engraved on the door. He adjusted his suit button properly as the door automatically opened. He walked into he room and the door shut behind him.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen. Today is another beautiful day to showcase talents from around the world, live here at Famouz Universal Event Centre." The beautiful hostess announced. Her graceful smile warmed up the hall, as she presented the various artworks and models from different fashion brands.
"Finally, the work of the year. The Bullet proof vest of Demartria"
Lights went off immediately. Echoes of oh and hey could be heard from the frightened audience. The air became tense as the darkness held on for some seconds before people started turning on their flashlights on their phone. Their lights went up to point towards the stage.
"Now, we shall see first hand, the beauty of ancient craft" The hostess continued over the mic.
Faint piano song could be heard in the hall while flashlights shone steadily like a music concert was been held. Suddenly, the stage lights came on again, but faintly. A vest on an automated robot was seen. It shone brightly under the dim light like tiny crystal lights. It changed colour frequently and then a man walked into the stage with a gun in his hands. He fired multiple bullets at the vest but the bullets hit on it and fell like it was fored at a rock. The gun was replaced with an arrow on a slingshot, he shot at the vest again but the arrow hit the vest and fell on the stage floor. The man bowed and the lights came on again.
A resounding ovation came immediately from the audience. They were amazed at the presentation of the vest of Demartria.
"It's been a pleasure to have you all attend today's art gala. We shall now proceed to the auction sales. Our personnels will meet you at your various tables with a card. It comes with instructions which I will read out loud to you all. First, you have to swipe the card on your left wrist for identification. Next proceed to dropping your card on the mini stand in front of you on your respective plates." she announced
"When that's done" The hostess continued. "You can now proceed to use the tablet in front of you to place your deals. The highest bidder will appear on your tab screens. With that let's begin"
On a table at the farthest corner of the hall, a lady sat calmly, staring intently at her tablet without touching it. Slowly, the artworks were bidded off. Few hrs after the auction had begun, it was finally time to sell the bullet proof vest. She sensed something was off about the vest. She picked up her tablet and placed her bid.
"The vest will be sold off to Mr Axel Ryder...Wait a moment. We have three contenders for the vest" The hostess looked elated as tension filled the air.