“You and Abraham Connor are weirdly in sync,” Camila whispered to Keith as she dragged her eyes away from Abraham.Keith scrunched his face, “Must be your imagination or something, why are you staring at him anyway?”Camila rolled her eyes at the hint of jealousy she heard in his voice, “I am helping you keep an eye on the enemy_,’’“He is not my enemy,” Keith said earnestly.Camila looked at him with a frown, and an expectant look on her face as if expecting Keith to crack into a smile and tell her he was just kidding. “Oh, and so he is a friend then?”Keith shook his head, “Nope, not a friend either.”Camila scoffed, “Whoever isn't a friend is an enemy then.”Keith shook his head once more and a small mocking smile, “No, Cherry that is not how it works. Whoever is not a friend is not an enemy either, he or she is just nothing.”“So Abraham Connor is nothing then?” She asked, staring incredulously at him, her mouth twitching and it looked like she was struggling really hard to not la
“What's the talk about your money when your boyfriend has more than enough for both of you?” Her father quizzed, sounding truly curious.Sheila opened her mouth to speak when the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, her eyes widened a bit but they immediately narrowed into a frown as she watched the three busybody bitches from earlier stepped into the restroom. Their eyes also widened when they spotted her and Sheila did not miss the way the short one flinched and took a step back when she saw her, but they still stepped in properly and shut the door behind them.“Sheila?” Her father's questioning voice echoed through the now dead silent restroom.Sheila scoffed, “I will call you back,” without waiting for a reply she hung up, and then turned her attention back to the three fools with a sinister smirk finding its way to her lips.“Oh, look who we have here,” the tallest amongst the group of women said with a small smirk, although her eyes kept wandering barely able to meet Sheila's
The crowded ballroom buzzed with anticipation as the auctioneer took the stage once again. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most highly anticipated auction of the year,” he reintroduced the event once again with a booming voice and wild smile. "And now the moment we've all been waiting for.”Abraham forced his gaze off the Auctioneer as he felt a presence beside him, he looked beside him to find Sheila settling back to her seat. His eyes did not miss the sight of her bruised knuckles, he kept his face in moderation despite his curiosity to know what had taken her so long and what trouble she must have gotten herself into.“You almost spent forever in the restroom, everything alright?” Abraham quizzed, refusing to show that he was truly worried. Sheila shrugged, the thought of hiding her bruised knuckles never crossing her mind. “I had something important to deal with and then I placed a call to my home.”Abraham hummed under his breath, “Alright, perfect timing though. The main
“And next on the list tonight is the historical Lighthouse Keepers' Cottage, which has been passed down from generation to generation. It was a tiny, picturesque building perched on a rocky outcropping, and with a breathtaking view of the ocean, and to spice it up, it came with an enticing background story.”Not only did Keith smile with interest but so did Abraham who snickered as he listened.The bidding started at a modest price of five million dollars, but it quickly escalated as the frontiers joined in the bid, “Twenty million!" Keith's bold voice called out from where he was seated."Thirty million!" Of course, it had been Abraham who had spoken up, he glanced beside him to where Keith was seated and then smirked, his eyes glittering with challenge before he moved his eyes to the podium. “Forty million,” Keith wasted no time to counter him. The auctioneer's gavel fell, and the crowd erupted in whispers as the bids went flying back and forth like a ping-pong match. The room wa
“Here is our beauty,”The crowds were all coos as they took in the sight of the magnificent jewelry set and Sheila was dying inside to wear it already.Keith admired the fine piece of jewelry and leaned closer to Camila, “Do you like it?”Camila nodded almost immediately, “What do you think of the jewelry?”Keith smirked, “Well I think it would look exceptionally good on your creamy and juicy-looking neck and since my cherry wants this necklace then she would be getting it.”Abraham had caught on to the conversation between the couple, he had no idea what they were saying but he knew from the smile on Keith's girlfriend's face that she wanted it and Keith was going to get it for her. Well, at least Keith had someone worth it to get the necklace for, unlike the person seated beside him. He glanced at Sheila noting the glitter of want in her eyes, an obvious hint that she was dying to have it. He sighed, it had not been his intention to get Sheila anything throughout the event because h
Without a moment's hesitation, Keith countered, "Two hundred million pounds."For a heartbeat, time seemed to stand still. The air thickened with anticipation as all eyes turned to Abraham Connor. Would he yield to this audacious challenge? Could he justify surpassing even his limits?In that pregnant pause, Abraham Connor surveyed the room with his eyes glittering with shrewd decisions and unwavering determination. Despite the calmness in his resolve, he did not attempt to raise his paddle this time.Bobby's eyes moved from Abraham's still hands and nodded, “Two hundred million pounds, going once, twice_,” he paused intentionally looking back to Abraham confirming that he was not raising his hand anymore, “Sold, to the fine gentleman at the frontier, and at the price of Two hundred million pounds,” Bobby announced, his voice resonating through the hall like a gauntlet thrown. The auctioneer’s gavel came down with a decisive crack, sealing the fate of 'Eternal Dawn' and echoing the cu
Camila's brows raised as she glanced in Abraham's direction, she caught a glimpse of interest in his eyes but instantly felt revolted, and decided she didn't want to engage him, “A hundred and fifty.”…The after-party was in full swing, with champagne flowing and deals being made. The winners were congratulated, and the losers were already planning their next move. Abraham Connor stood at the far end of the private bar drowning his glass of wine with a sour look on his face. He could not believe he let his guard down and let himself get humiliated, all because of some woman who had such a striking resemblance with his mother. Although not physically but personality they were almost alike. The part when Camila had pulled the thumbs up stunt, he could remember clearly his mother doing something so similar to that except hers was not a thumbs up, and instead, her mother had been holding up a fuck you finger. He then let himself get distracted and controlled by his sentiments which had
Frank sat in front of the television watching Sheila's movements intently. He could not believe it, he scoffed. While he had been struggling to save his ass from a crazy bitch after his life and meanwhile this crazy ass bitch was attending her party looking like the most proper person in the world. Frank's gaze moved to the person standing beside Sheila and shook his head, he felt bad for the poor man he did not know what he was getting himself involved with. That woman standing beside him was going to land him in trouble and ruin his life.He could remember the first time he met Sheila, he had thought her to be the most respectful and well mannered girl in the entire room. Her carriage had been very different from any other woman that was in that. He had not even approached her immediately and just stayed in the corner watching her watch other people_ back then Frank had thought it was because she had been new to the society and was simply shy and scouting for potential friends. But