The Deepest Truth

After Julia delivered her closing remarks, the guests left the auction room. Some had smiles on their faces, while others looked sour. Those with smiles had successfully purchased items at the auction.

They were instructed to wait in a room provided by the gallery for payment purposes. The gallery had set up a separate space to ensure privacy during transactions. Of course, they wouldn't receive the items immediately. The gallery would send out the paintings in the following days.

In a guest room adorned with paintings and sculptures on each side, crystal lamps hung from the ceiling, illuminating Klaus and Olivia seated on a sofa. Glasses and a bottle of wine rested on the table between them.

Lounging on the sofa, Olivia gazed at the lamplight with a bored expression. Even though she had only been sitting for ten minutes, it felt like an eternity to her.