Auction.

Trembling, both girls gulp deeply as all table eyes including the waitress were upon Opal as she stretched out with a nervous smile.

Of course, she had no excuses whatsoever so unwilling she takes hold of the paper, it was a list with everyone on the everyone on is tables name on it, all that was left is the supposed Collins.

With a deep sigh, she scribbles a signature upon the paper, handing it back to the waitress who walks back.

"What did you do Sir?" Leia wondered but Opal's lips were pressed together and she refuses to say a word.

"Alright then, you're the boss," Leia says to herself as she pays attention to the auction.

For a couple of minutes, there's nothing but silent chattering as the tray moves around and it takes over a decade before half of the hall is completed.

"So Mr Collins, what's up with the hesitation, it kinda looked like you had seen a ghost earlier," they tell her.

"Hahaha!" She laughs loudly, reaching towards the back of her hair while she laughs.

Thirt