As the auction continued, Elena noticed some movement out of the corner of her eye. She looked over to see that the middle-aged man who was sitting next to Charles was gone and a weak looking woman, wearing a long white dress was sitting there instead.
"Excuse me Sir, are you buyer Number 8?" The woman bit her lip and looked at Charles.
Elena was stunned, she couldn’t believe how skilled Charles was. He had attracted another love interest that quickly. Although Elena was certain that neither she or Charles knew her, she continued to look at Charles with admiration without a care in the world.
Charles did not even turn his head to acknowledge the woman. She waited a few moments and with a shaken look on her face. She nodded her head slightly, smiled and then went on to say, “My father
