Sindy Kate
He was one of my brother’s invites.
“Did you find your choice, Mr. Carilli?”
“Indeed, I did. That one.” He pointed at Austen’s masterpiece.
“I see.” I snaked my arm around Westley’s waist. “You know that you are one of many buyers of that masterpiece. You just have to wait at the end of the night, I guess,” I teased him. “The higher price you offer, the higher of chances you would get the chance to own it.”
He picked up his phone from his suit jacket. “Great. I have a call to make. Now, if you excuse me, Clyve and your beautiful lady.”
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