Sheila watched as Abraham walked away to approach a group of men that matched his social status. She scrunched her face, moving away from the entrance and into the hall fully. Her eyes wandered back to where Keith was standing with his bitch both involved in a conversation, she rolled her eyes watching as Keith flagged down the waiter, and from the looks of it seemed like the waiter was getting chastised about something. She clenched her fingers on her purse and then swung her hair to the back before she began heading towards them, it was about time she rubbed it on Keith's face how great she had become once again. It was not long before Keith realized Sheila was heading in his direction with a dubious smirk on her face. He had seen the tense moment between her and her date, Abraham Connor a few moments earlier, which had gone far to fuel his curiosity about the type of relationship between the two of them. How did they even meet? And according to the media, the two were confirmed da

Sheila looked around in awe, taking in the sight of each expensive looking antique and the well laid out arrangement of each of them. She felt beyond worthy to be seeing such exquisite details and objects, now she understood better why it was only the few selected that were able to behold the sight. But that got Sheila thinking about how she had never gotten invited to the annual auction despite her wealth_ well more like her family's wealth but it also belonged to her. It felt like a disgrace now that she thought about it, she had never given any thought to attending the annual auction ever because she did not take it as such an important event but now she has realized that she had been so wrong. She caught sight of Keith with his bitch straight ahead, both admiring something probably stupid and stylishly cheap, neither of them seeming to notice her presence yet. “If you keep staring at them like that, Sheila then the world will know you are interested in boring holes into them,” A

Sheila couldn't take her eyes off Keith and his bitch no matter how hard she tried, what was so interesting that got them laughing and excited? It was like their conversation with her had never happened. She felt angry at how happy they seemed, she wished them suffering and pain and nothing more, if only she had a gun and could turn invincible, or maybe she would not have to take any fall then would she shoot both of them dead, but there was so much risk with that so she would have somebody else do the dirty work for her and save her all the stress. She couldn't wait to get back her stability and control then she could focus on getting back at Keith and ruining his life as he did with hers. Finally forcing herself she took her gaze off Keith to look at Abraham who was indulged in whatever he was doing on his tab, his fingers tapping gracefully on the screen. Even if Sheila was angry she had to admit that Abraham was such a graceful man, he carried himself like he had no stress and lik

“Then since there is no question or confusion, I will proceed to introduce this year's auction frontiers.”Sheila straightened up with a proud smile, and her shoulders up high knowing they would be introducing her since she was amongst the frontier all because of the man always beside her that happened to be her date and had given her such an opportunity tonight.Bobby dropped the papers he was holding and then stepped out a little to make a little bow, “First out of this year's edition we have Camila Joffery, who not only happened to be the only female that has been invited this year but also the only female to be invited three times in a roll even though she started as a second tier member, but now she has successfully earned her way into the frontier.” The crowd erupted into applause and Keith would not stop wiggling his brows at Camila as he clapped loudly, while Camila's cheeks were bright red from embarrassment and pride. At the other end, Abraham Connor was watching Camila with

“Two fifty, two fifty, I've got two-fifty. Do I hear two seventy-five?" Bobby spotted a well-dressed woman in the middle raising her paddle. "Two Seventy-Five, thank you, ma'am. Two Seventy-Five, Two Seventy-Five. Oh, I see Two Eighty, thank you, sir."Sheila zoned out, clenching her fingers into a fist where they sat on her lap. She was beyond pissed, in fact, pissed had to be an understatement of how she truly felt. She was furious, enraged, discombobulated_ she could list a whole lot of other adjectives that describe her mood and that also included embarrassment, well just very slightly though. Why? Well, it has everything to do with the disgusting lovebirds seated at the other end of the frontier seats, as they got all cozy and irritatingly affectionate with each other. She could not take her eyes off them and she was not sure why, it was not like she was jealous, but she could not take her eyes away. The frontier seats where Keith was seated with his bitch were placed right befor