Chapter 80:
Eva’s Point of View
The grand auction hall was abuzz with chatter, the air electric with anticipation. Lavishly dressed men and women milled about, their eyes gleaming with the prospect of acquiring the rare and priceless. Every corner of the room exuded wealth ornate chandeliers hung low, casting a warm glow on the velvet-draped tables, while servers in crisp uniforms flitted by, offering champagne on silver trays.
I adjusted the delicate bracelet on my wrist, a simple piece that belonged to my late mother. Though understated compared to the jewels paraded around me, it reminded me of who I was and who I refused to become. Beside me stood my uncle Josh Sinclair, his presence as magnetic as ever. He was calm and composed, his tailored suit fitting him perfectly, his confiden
