Josie saw the message, her gaze flickering as a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on her lips. Without hesitation, she got up, quickly get dressed, and headed out, driving toward the venue of Barnes Charity Auction.
Alva Ross, the new president of Menasha Group, walked closely beside Josie at the main hallway of the venue, meticulously recounting every detail of the situation.
"Boss, I've confirmed it. This is indeed the last antique Sheena worked on before she passed—a crown from a royal coronation from another century! A mysterious dealer put it up for auction, starting at nine million dollars!"
Sheena was Josie's mother's stage name.
Over a decade had passed, and everyone Josie's father knew, along with those who had known Josie herself, believed that her mother, Anna Bil
