Liam led Jennie to the second row of the hall since the first had already been occupied by those who came before them. He was drawn to the malevolent power. He could barely see or hear anything else. Nothing had driven Liam crazy as this before. He wanted that power—whatever it was. He sat at the edge of his seat while the waiters served beverages.
He glanced slightly to the side to see that Prince Philip had taken the third roll and was sitting in the first seat, his eyes trained on Liam. Liam couldn't care less about this; there were more important matters at hand. The half-naked man stood in front of everyone; this time with a microphone and a bell. He rang the bell, signaling the start of the auction.
“As the formal auctioneer of this event, I welcome you all to a bright, sunny day o
