The room was surrounded by French windows, and a hot spring bath was already bubbling on the semi-private alcove outside. Hannah walked over to one of the windows, and was greeted by the sight of lush greenery as far as her eye could see. It did a lot to lighten her mood.
“Thank you, please put my things there.”
“Of course.” The butler rolled her suitcase to the foot of the bed.
“If you need me, please use the room’s service button. I’ll come right away.”
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“Thank you.”
The butler had already turned away and was about to leave when Hannah suddenly remembered something.
“Oh, by the way! Where and when is the auction taking place? May I have the bidding documents?”
“There’s no need to worry about that for now, Miss Moore. Our master invited everyone here so that you can all relax and enjoy yourselves.
The auction won’t be discussed for a few more days. That being said, please treat your stay at our resort as you would any regular vacation. Our master has already taken care of the necessary procedures, and all you need to do on the day of the auction is be present.”
Hannah instantly felt that something was amiss. But she was just a guest, after all. She didn’t feel like she was in a position to pry.
“I understand.”
The butler maintained his courteous smile.
“Then, I shall take my leave now.”
Once she was alone, Hannah took her time looking around the room.
This place was indeed the perfect spot for a much-needed vacation.
Even so…
She couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling that this whole auction affair was not as simple as it seemed.
At that same moment, Brayden was sitting on the sofa in Bryson’s room. He heaved a weary sigh.
“The way I see it, it’s like he wants to gather the most influential figures and put them in one place.
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Why else would he go through all the trouble and spend so much money to have us here?”
Bryson was looking out the window and into the distance. He ignored the other man’s rant and just said, “I heard that Hannah is staying next door.”
“Are you even Listening to me?” Brayden asked, frowning.
“Go on,” Bryson replied casually.
So Brayden continued, “The Compton family’s intentions are likely more malicious than we think. There should be nothing wrong about discussing business in a remote resort. But they’ve invited so many people, and expect us all to stay here for several days. The total expenses would be off the roof. Isn’t our mysterious seller looking to sell his land for profit? Why would he bother with pomp and circumstance? He’s practically burning what money he currently has.