Chapter 2503: Want to Go to the Auction Tonight?

Nathalie Quinlan first returned to her room to shower.

Amadeus Yancey couldn’t hide his smile as he returned to his room with a paper bag, watched by Sadam Vinson and the others.

"Amadeus, what’s that you’re carrying?"

Sadam glanced at him, then at the paper bag he brought back, its packaging resembling a gift: "Weren’t you waiting outside for Nathalie? How come you brought this back. Could it be... did Nathalie buy it for you?!"

Amadeus waved him aside to keep the path clear, placed the bag in the bedroom, and then casually walked out: "Going to the auction tonight?"

Sadam craned his neck, failing to see whatever it was that Amadeus put away, scratched his head, and sighed regretfully: "Sure, I want to have a walk around too. I’ve been cooped up in the hotel these past few days; I’m about to go mad!"

He then asked Amadeus, "Is Nathalie going?"

Amadeus, having just asked Nathalie Quinlan, walked past Sadam and went straight to the sofa, found a spot to sit down: "She’s going."

"If Nathalie’s going, then I’m going too." Sadam stroked his chin, looking enthusiastic.

Alfred Garland served both of them a cup of tea, set it in front of them, and then said methodically: "Amadeus, I won’t be going. I’ll stay here to keep an eye on things, just in case someone sneaks in while you’re out."

"You’re not going?" Sadam sat up straight to look at him.

Alfred shook his head, spoke earnestly: "There are ’mice’ outside, and since Ms. Quinlan isn’t here, I need to keep an eye on things for her."

The laptop, notebooks, and USB flash drive Nathalie brought are all important items that cannot be lost.

Even though he didn’t know what other valuables might be in Nathalie’s room, it’s better to have someone on guard at the hotel than no one at all.

Alfred had a clear understanding of the situation.

After all, he wasn’t going to buy anything at the auction, at most just see the commotion, so missing it wasn’t a big deal.

"Alright." Amadeus lifted the tea beside him, the light smoke rising and swirling around his handsome face, accentuating his chiseled facial features and noble demeanor: "Stay in the hotel tonight."

...

As night fell.

Zevaney Kingsley was on a call with Willy Kingsley, telling him she had arrived in M Country and was currently staying with the Isadora Family.

Just then, two knocks sounded at the door.

"Ms. Kingsley."

"I’ll talk to you later." Zevaney quickly ended the call with Willy, tidied up her appearance, and walked over to open the door.

The Isadora Family’s servant was standing outside, waiting for her, and when she came out, they politely bowed to her and said: "Ms. Kingsley, Mr. Isadora is waiting for you downstairs."

Zevaney was temporarily staying in a guest room on the second floor of the Isadora home.

The downstairs the servant referred to should be the living room of the Isadora Family.

Zevaney took a deep breath to prevent any sign of fear from showing, gracefully told the Isadora Family servant: "I understand. Please wait a moment; I’ll grab my phone and come down."

"Alright." The servant replied without saying more than necessary.

Zevaney took another deep breath, closed the door, went in to grab her phone, checked her appearance at the vanity again, and after confirming everything was in order, she confidently opened the door and headed down to the living room...

...

The Isadora home was decorated in European palace style, and its massive area made the living room appear particularly grand.

The golden decorations everywhere showcased the family’s heritage.

Zevaney descended the marble staircase and saw Regina Isadora seated on a brown leather sofa waiting for her.

Another person, about her age, was speaking with Regina Isadora.