Hunter held his stomach and could not stop laughing.
Julien was a middle-aged, balding, and greasy man in his forties.
When he thought of Julien with that kind of image, he could not help but laugh.
Sydney looked at Hunter, who was laughing his head off, in confusion. "Why are you laughing so much? Am I wrong?"
"No no no." Hunter quickly waved his hand. "You're not wrong. You're completely right. He's in his forties, has a receding hairline, his stomach is quite big, and his eyes are small and beady. In short, he's as ugly as you can imagine."
Sydney could not help but shiver at his description and hurriedly stopped him. "Okay, that's enough. I can't stand it any longer."
Everyone loved beauty in their hearts. She admitted that she was also a common person who valued appearances.
In short, she could not accept that she slept with a man like that before. Even if it was a long time ago, she still felt sick to her stomach.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop. I won't talk about it anymore."
Hunter rubbed his cheeks that went sore from laughing and nodded repeatedly.
Sydney pursed her red lips. "I can't figure out how you made friends with such a person. Your images are completely different."
"I told you, didn't I? I'm not good friends with him. We're just casual acquaintances," Hunter shrugged and replied.
At that moment, Luke came back after answering the phone.
Sydney looked at him. "What did Cay say?"
"He said he's already back and will be attending the auction tonight, so he'll see us at the banquet after the auction," Luke put his phone in his pocket and answered.
Sydney nodded. "That's good, but didn't he agree to call us before he came back so we could pick him up at the airport? Why didn't he call?"
"His plane was delayed and he only touched down half an hour ago. We'd be late if we went to pick him up, so he'll come straight here. Come on, Darling, let's go in first," Luke said.
Sydney hummed.
The three of them walked toward the hotel entrance and entered the auction site smoothly.
Sydney and Luke's positions were in the back rows, and Hunter's seat was in the front rows. Thus, they separated after entering the auction site.
Sydney found her own seat according to the invitation. As soon as she sat down, she felt eyes staring at her.
Her body stiffened for a moment and she looked around, trying to find out who was staring at her.
However, even after looking around, the gaze disappeared before she could find out where it was from. She had no choice but to give up.
In a room on the second floor of the auction site, after Zach pushed the door in, Julien left the windowsill and returned to the sofa with his crutch and sat down.
"Something wrong?" Julien picked up a booklet of auction items and read it.
Zach stood behind him and replied, "President Flint, the Madden family is here. They want to come to the room to say hello to you."
"No need. We'll meet at the banquet after the auction," Julien flipped the page and said indifferently.
Zach nodded. "Understood. I'll convey your words to them."
'Heh, don't think I don't know that the Madden family just wants to come and sit in the room. They don't want to sit in the hall with the others.
'After all, the private rooms represented one's status. Although the Madden family's influence isn't small, they're nowhere near prestigious enough to sit in a private room for the auction. That's why they want to sit in President Flint's room.'
After Zach went out, Julien went to the windowsill again.
He closed the auction catalog and was just about to put it back on the shelf.
However, he did not place it firmly, and the booklet fell to the ground. It flipped open to a page because of the impact.
Julien frowned and bent down to pick it up.
As soon as he did, his eyes suddenly widened. "This is..."
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