Gavyn's face darkened with anger, but there was nothing he could do.
He felt that he shouldn't have trusted Aylin in the first place and should have asked all his questions directly. There were still too many puzzles left unsolved.
Why did she marry me in the first place, and why is she so obsessed with that zardozi collection? Could it be that she knows something about zardozi?
But soon, he dismissed the idea.
Before, Aylin clearly had no clue about embroidery and was just an ordinary woman. But how did she suddenly become a polymath after her divorce?
The pent-up anger once again consumed all of Gavyn's thoughts, and he fiercely punched the wall, exclaiming, "Shit!"
He found himself unable to resist the urge to find out what exactly Aylin had been hiding from him.
The halftime break wasn't very long. After briefly resting in the private lounge, the auction continued in full swing.