Then he smiled.
Not warmly.
More like someone who had already made a decision.
“Sir, tonight’s event is invitation only.”
Daniel remained calm.
“I know.”
Richard looked confused.
“You know?”
“Yes. That is why I’m here.”
A few nearby guests began listening.
Richard lowered his voice.
“Perhaps you are looking for the public exhibition. That opens tomorrow morning.”
Daniel shook his head.
“No. I’m here for the auction.”
Richard looked at the old folder in Daniel’s hand.
“Are you representing someone?”