"Indeed, you have a keen eye, Mr. Carson. That Chinese Song dynasty bronze censer is a gem. But I suspect it's your first auction — you've unintentionally ruffled some feathers with your high bid, especially among the Williams clan," Martin Erickson said with a hint of a reprimand.
Henry Carson chuckled, "When I see something I desire, I don't like the idea of someone else taking it home."
"That may be," Erickson pressed, "but didn't you notice the glares, particularly from the Williams? It pays to be more discreet, young man."
Laughing off the advice, Carson replied, "I live by a simple creed: to have a clear conscience."
Martin was taken aback by Carson's unwavering stance, his face briefly betraying his discomfort. "Well then, let's pretend I didn’t say anything. Would you mind fina
