“That’s right. They are too immersed in their bids for that item.”
Janet gritted her teeth and looked at the woman in front of her with her reddened eyes. “Lara, how much money is left in the account?”
Lara wiped her sweat. “1.8 billion.”
Ever since they accepted the job from the divine doctor in Yobril, they did not accept other jobs, which meant that they did not have any income. It was nothing unusual to have only 1.8 billion left in the account when the master was an extravagant person.
Janet clenched her fist and cursed, “F*ck.” It’s rare to encounter something that Mason likes, but some psycho insists on snatching a mere necklace from me.
Lara was totally stupefied by her response.
“Are there any further bids?” the auctioneer asked when he noticed the strange atmosphere.
“Shall we continue bidding?” Lara’s voice trembled. If we continue to bid, I am afraid that the three of us won’t be able to return to Sandfort City!
Janet did not respond; her thin lips were pressed together in a hard line.
As seconds trickled by, the auctioneer on the stage brought down the hammer when he saw that nobody else was going to place further bids, sealing the deal.
Upon hearing the sound of the hammer falling, Janet raised her brow, giving her the look of a wicked and wayward person. “Let’s go and meet with that person.” I wonder who is the daredevil who has the courage to go against me in Markovia. Since a subtle approach didn’t work, it’s time to go head-to-head with this person.
On the other hand, Mason had completed his payment and received the necklace. As he looked at the pink shiny diamond, a smug look flashed across his eyes.
Sean scratched his nose. “Young Master Mason, do you think Miss Jackson will come over?”
Mason’s thin lips quirked up as a trace of amusement flashed across his eyes. He replied with an adamant voice, “She will come.” Because she knows that I like this. Based on her temper, she will surely hold a grudge against the person who snatched something from her in her territory.
At that moment, he suddenly heard a female’s voice. “Sir, please wait for a second.”
Janet followed the staff’s instructions and found the man, but she noticed that he was going to leave with the ‘Trace of Love’. She called out to him in haste.
With his back facing her, the corner of Mason’s lips curled up and he asked in a low voice, “What’s the matter?”
Her voice was nonchalant. “Sir, do you mind selling me the ‘Trace of Love’ that you have in your hands?”
“Why should I do so?” He turned as his puzzlement replaced the smile that he had on his lips earlier.
Upon seeing his face, she lowered her eyes. The man had a deep gaze as he appraised the woman in front of him wearing an exquisite mask. Hints of scrutiny were found in his eyes when he deliberately exclaimed, “Hiss, it’s Miss J’Adore!”
Lara instantly lowered her head the moment she saw that it was Mason. Worried that the man would recognize her, she immediately left the scene. Her head was bowed. As Janet understood what Lara’s body language meant, she allowed her to leave without any question.
“That’s…” Mason pointed at Lara’s back.
Wearing the J’Adore mask, Janet narrowed her eyes. “She is my friend. She has something to deal with, so she took her leave first.”
“Oh, I see!” He chuckled. “I never expected that I would meet Miss J’Adore at the auction.”
Traces of guilt seemed to swim in her usually clear eyes. “I never expected you to make an appearance too, Mr. Lowry.”
Looking at her, Mason chuckled before slowly approaching Janet, who was wearing the mask of J’Adore. “Miss J’Adore, you said earlier that you like the ‘Trace of Love’, right?”
“Yes, I fancy it a lot.” Seeing that he was slowly drawing closer, she took a few steps back.
“Although I fancy it as well…” He sighed. “If it’s your request, Miss J’Adore, I will have to be a gentleman and give it to you, no?”
