NovelAppChapter 1064 An hour passed.
Sampson finished his meal, rose from his booth, and made his way downstairs.
"Mr. Sampson, how was your meal tonight? Any feedback regarding our service or any other aspect of the restaurant?” the manager asked, leading the way with a bow and a carefully crafted smile.
Meanwhile, a girl of remarkable poise got up from her seat.
She was wearing a baseball cap and a black mask, leaving only her cool, clear eyes visible.
At just one glance, Sampson, standing on the spiral staircase, was somewhat taken aback. This girl, in both shape and demeanor, reminded him of his sister when she was around seventeen or eighteen.
However, she seemed to have a stronger aura, more attention-grabbing than his sister had been.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mr. Sampson?" The manager, noticing Sampson's silence, followed his gaze with a puzzled look.
"Is that young lady a regular here?" Sampson suddenly asked.
The manager quickly recognized Kelly, who was behind him, busy arranging her purse.
“That's Ms. Kelly. She dines here occasionally." As for Arabella who was leading the way, he hadn't noticed her.
"Kelly?" Sampson murmured the name.
The Piper Group was a top financial conglomerate, making waves domestically. He'd heard of them but had never collaborated with them.
He didn't expect their daughter to bear such a resemblance to his sister in her youth.
Even more than Serena.
This was somewhat unusual.
His phone rang at that moment. It was a call from his assistant, Danny.
"Mr. Sampson, the car is here." “Alright: Sampson put away his phone and looked again in the direction the girl had left. She was gone.
On the other side.
A luxurious yacht was docked at the shore, ablaze with lights.
It was a high-end private club, heavily guarded, offering strong privacy. Only a select few of the wealthy had the privilege to enter.
Usually, celebrities and elites of the upper echelons of society would socialize here.
Once a month, an auction would also be held here.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThose outside could only see a collection of luxury cars along the shore and the lavish, dignified individuals entering the yacht.
But they couldn't get a glimpse of what was inside, as those allowed in had to meet two criteria: they had to be members, and they had to have their assets verified.
Kelly had her face and assets verified, as did Arabella after removing her mask and having her face recorded.
They were then invited in.
Guests could choose a private room or take a seat in the public viewing area.
To avoid attracting attention, Kelly and Arabella chose a private room.
The room was on the ninth floor of the yacht, considered one of the best rooms available.
All items in the upcoming auction would be projected onto one wall of the room, providing a panoramic view.
"Ladies, please follow me," said a staff member leading the way.
“Kelly?” Suddenly, a displeased voice rang out.
A well-dressed heiress, surrounded by a group of close friends, blocked their path.
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