Finally, it was the weekend.
Many reporters had gathered outside but weren't allowed into the Fenrisbourg Platinum Auction Hall. The wealthy collectors attending valued their privacy.
The attendees were mostly collectors and investment bankers, all driven by profit. They weren't celebrities seeking the spotlight; their only focus was the treasures on display.
Of course, Rosy, Jean, and Celia were the exceptions.
Every year around this time, Rosy would don her finest gown and extravagant jewelry to attend this highly publicized charity auction. She resembled a fading actress desperately trying to reclaim her former glory. Standing proudly before the media, she blocked the entrance until staff eventually persuaded her to leave in a huff.
For the past two years, Gaspard had s
