herry up as soon as she finished speaking, giving Yanina a chance respond. It like she couldn’t spare another breath on her. Yanina shook her head, realizing Cameron hadn’t told his family their divorce. wondered if he to keep it under wraps forever. a sigh, she Cameron, but he hung up on her. She couldn’t help at the irony. With his new love injured, even take her call. She typed out This time I’ll accept mom’s invite your wife. Next time. saying no. ] And hit send. “Yani, what’s going Yetta asked, her getting the better of her. Yanina pocketed her phone. “Nothing important. Let’s head home. I need to out those steaks brand sent over. If good, I’ll promote them my livestream. lost in thought. No the quality of the product, they always sold out on her livestreams. Turning to she firmly. now on, no matter who with, we products we feature are best. If not, I won’t sell no matter how much pay. Yetta understanding the stakes. They the fame; anything they endorsed would sell. if they greedy and ended up duds, it could tarnish their reputation permanently. The next Yanina, in evening gown, accompanied Sherry to the charity auction. Still, Cameron’s silence on her text had her fuming. ‘Is he wrapped up in he spare a glance his phone?” As Yanina seethed, a cluster of high–society their in tow, sauntered exchanging compliments. you’re absolutely radiant evening. still look so fit!” After the pleasantries, Yanina and Sherry took their seats. Sherry handed Yanina auction paddle, instructing. my lead on bids. I’ll you go for Yanina gave a understanding her Sherry’s proxy. The auctioneer presented a common antique, which went for a hundred thousand. Next up was set of emerald jewelry, its warm glow under the captivating. Sherry at raised paddle, bidding steadily until she secured the set at 360 million. “Lot three, the ‘Heritage Rose‘ Tea Set, four with one minor flaw. Starting bid at 40 thousand. the Yanina, usually poised, looked shocked. abruptly stood, composure cracking. “Yanina! What are you Sherry her tone with displeasure at Yapitta’s breach of etiquette. never act so impulsively, no matter their desire for an item. as Cameron’s wife, reflected their family. Any ridicule directed was a slap at Zamoras. This was Sherry had looked down Yanina, seeing her as a out place in society. Murmurs of disapproval through the crowd. Yanina soon down, her excitement left sweat beads her forehead. “Can take a closer look the piece? She seemed to Sherry’s warning, her fixed on the item like she couldn’t bear to look away. 10:12 Tue, Oct 22 GG The crowd began buzz with chatter. “Still to inspect the item? Doesn’t she know any better?” “I heard she’s an orphan, pretty face that caught Cameron’s eye. They married without a proper wedding. “Figures, woman like her, no class, into looks… Yanina tuned out the her focus stage. “Of course, please do,” the auctioneer managed, his smile strained as he motioned her to approach. “Yanina, your Sherry her voice like a whip. you’re that into the just on it and examine it home. She was fuming. These intimate auctions only showcased vetted pieces, Yanina’s behavior seemed to question the organizers–everything. stole a glance at Mabel Harnett, up front. As of the Harnett family’s auction house, Mabel was visibly miffed by Yanina’s antics. Her irritation was palpable. Ignoring the tension, Yanina strode straight the “Heritage Rose Teacup. Seeing the chip on her eyes brimmed with memories flooded back. could she forget? was very teacup she’d knocked off her grandfather’s cabinet, home years ago. The on the cup mirror image of the one she’d caused. But she’d never see her parents again… After the fire, everything was lost, a distant dream. Finding this Ru kiln tea set here was surreal. But who has brought it to she mused. “Miss, any more questions?” the inquired. question yanked Yanina from her reverie. softly, her head and returning to seat. The starting for the Rose” Set was grand. Yanina didn’t blink, jumping in with bid of hundred grand. Everyone could how much Yanina that set. At a hundred grand, her bid was over market value, so no one else. should have been interested. But Mabel, irked by earlier display, in a bid of a and thirty grand. Without pause, Yanina with hundred grand. Mabel, seemingly intent outdoing her, raised the to two hundred grand. As Yanina was about to lift her paddle again, Sherry grabbed her arm. She surveyed the room–murmurs, a drama unfolding. Sherry felt utterly humiliated behavior. “Enough! is madness. It’s not worth two hundred grand” shook off Sherry’s grip, undeterred, and her paddle. “Two hundred and thirty she declared. Are you insane? Those teacups are overpriced at a hundred and sixty grand! Stop this circus! One you’re Sherry fumed, her cheeks with anger.