2025-08-08 01:09:35“The young master is really lucky” Jamal said as he was pissed off by how John's grandfather interrupted their plan on listening to their conversation.
Jamal had been a silent observer for years, listen to Agnes sides and also to the other enemies sides to know what is happening and to help him decide which side to be on when the time was right but both sides kept logging him off when he was so close to getting solid evidences to use as leverage and today was also one of those days.
“I will try again until I see my path.” Jamal said as he consoled himself over a glass of scotch near his laptop.
At John's room, the makeover crew was there to help him look his best while preparing for the auction event because it was an elite event only attended by people who had $500million and above as their networth.
John was honoured to be attending such an important event and really looked forward to being acquainted with his grandfather’s ally.
On his way to the auction party,there were a lot of stops and searches along the way but it was not like they were looking for a criminal but it was just a security measure.
The auction was said to have housed the nearest artifacts in the world and there was no item that was duplicated, most were rare while others were from the first world so despite the attendees being the 1% of the community.
Security still needed to be in place for the artifacts safety
The security systems were very modern as it scanned them while being inside the vehicles and opened the barricade automatically when it showed green.
Luckily, John's vehicle passed and it was not a cause for concern as John was advised to travel light and only hold his cheque book to bid for anything
His grandfather also advised “King loves cash so make sure you pay for why you bid for instantly to get his attention and he loves people who value art so be on the lookout for rare and artistic pieces to bid on.”
John had a flash back and remembered his grandfather's advice which gave him more confidence.
Arriving at the location it was a mansion on the outskirts of town on a hill top with several check points and a very long queue.
The night was already looking long and thank goodness the chief butler packed a snack bag for John to feed in while he waits.
After some hours of waiting and being screened, it finally got to John's turn and as soon as he stepped out of his car he was marveled at how magnificent the Mansion looked.
The last glimpse he got was from a mile away and he diverted his attention to reading more about the auction on a private newsletter so that he would get some conversation starters to help him easily blend in.
John was wowed beyond words and he looked around for a while before recomposing himself to be more composed.
He walked through a metal door which was another security bar that signalled if any piece of iron was with the guest aside from jewellery and John passed successfully.
They he had to put his barcode on the scanner so that he would gain access to the main halls which was not open to everyone, some people's barcode were for the Terrace while others were assigned to a viewing room where they only watched to be entertained but the main shots of the party were kept in the main floor to interact and bid.
Luckily John's barcode was for the main hall and he joyfully walked in and he saw a handful of elites, their composure were all screaming money and wealth from afar and their perfumes had a very powerful scent that didn't rub off easily.
John immediately felt out of place but chose to remain composed.
At the Terrance view, Tamara was in attendance and was surprised to see John at the auction, she knew what that meant and had no choice but to inform the rest on what she had just found out.
They had a secret group chat on an app created by Jamal, it was the last wish Agnes made before leaving him and he had no choice but to fulfil it, the app was untraceable and had no encryption with any software so their chats were as private as they could be.
Emily was in the main hall when she saw Tamara text which made her almost choke on her wine.
Luckily, John caught her on time before she spilled the wine on her beautiful dress.
Because of how different she looked John couldn't recognise her but he knew that she was familiar.
Emily thanked John for helping her and took another champagne then walked over to another table to avoid any conversation with John.
“I just bumped into him, this is crazy , can't I get one night of peace without the Raymond's ruining it for me” Emily texted back on the group and her message got replies of sad emoji and a hugging emoji from Agnes and Hera who was grateful they rejected his invite when it came through.
John was so happy to be there but he was very composed as no one knew his identity except the host who watched as everyone moved and interacted with each other through his screen
“Let's see how well little John survives in a room filled with sharks.” King said and laughed wickedly.
“Ladies and gentlemen, you can have your seats now.” The compere called out and further explained that each seat had been numbered so everyone was to seat according to the number on their invitation card.
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The air inside the hall was still heavy with the tension of the missing vase, but the show had to go on. The compere returned to the stage, smiling as though nothing unusual had happened that evening.“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to the auction. Apologies for the quick break, but it’s all part of tonight’s entertainment.” His voice carried warmth, but the faint quiver in his tone betrayed the stress of keeping such a crowd satisfied. “Our next item to be auctioned is an original portrait of Clara Brin. This painting is the only existing copy of the great Barnes masterpiece. His other works were all buried in France during World War II, never to be recovered. We are witnessing history tonight, as this is the only copy left in the world.”The murmurs from the guests softened as two ushers carried the framed painting onto the stage. The canvas glowed under the spotlight — a portrait that seemed to look back at the viewers with eyes full of untold stories.“This painting,” the comp
Chapter 50: The missing Vase
“It’s gone!” The man in the gold outfit’s voice tore through the room like a crack of thunder. His shock was genuine, his anger unfiltered. He had been ready to pay any price for the legendary Vase of Eternity, hoping its promise of eternal life could restore his family’s legacy and heal the wounds of the past. Now, staring into the empty box, that hope collapsed like a house of cards.“How can ten ounces of gold-plated vase just vanish like that?” King’s voice rang out, incredulous. He moved forward quickly, pushing aside two ushers to look inside the case himself. His reaction was even more explosive. “Security! Close the gates! We are not leaving here until the vase is found!” His command cracked with authority, his anger barely contained.The security guards stationed near the doors didn’t hesitate. They moved swiftly, their polished shoes clicking on the marble floor, sliding the heavy gates shut.“Close the gates?” The young CEO, dressed in sleek black with diamonds glittering a
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The room was alive with the kind of energy only money could buy. The air felt heavier with each raised bid card, every voice cutting through the hum of anticipation like a knife.“I bid one point two million.”The words came from somewhere near the left side of the hall, clear and certain, the bidder’s voice betraying no hesitation. Heads turned, but not for long—this was just the beginning.“I bid one point five million.”Another voice rose, sharper this time, competing not only for the jewelry but for the invisible status that came with claiming it. The crowd began to lean forward in their seats, their murmurs layering over one another like the buzzing of a hive.Then it came.“I bid three million.”The sound hit the room like a shockwave.The crowd froze. Even the waiters carrying champagne trays slowed, their steps faltering as eyes snapped toward the voice. It wasn’t just the number; it was the audacity. Three million for a single piece of jewelry when the bidding had only just w
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King rushed downstairs to check what caused such noise and was frightened by the scene his eyes saw.He was very over it that he almost collapsed. This was not his first time being in a scene like this, but he knew better than to get his hands this dirty againHe wondered how this kind of thing could happen even after all the security measures he put in place. King turned away from the scenes and took a deep breath He knew that this was an attack from the people who hated him, and he knew just how to handle them. He asked the compere to announce to everyone that everything was fine and it was just a mistake that happened between the staff The compere was still in a state of shock as everything happened right before his eyes, the fall and the landing of the body were all very new world to him King walked up to him and slapped him “Get a fucking hold of your self and give the announcement or you are going to serve lifetime imprisonment for murder, do you get me !” King said firmly t
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