Skye's Perspective
At the auction, Mr. Number 1 successfully acquired a diamond ring valued at 100 million through bidding. I offered him a warm smile and congratulations.
Partway through the event, he departed, nonchalantly instructing me to bid as I saw fit. Shortly after, his phone, left on the seat beside me, began receiving numerous private messages.
[Mr. Carlson is quite the romantic—purchasing a birthday present for his first love with his 'pet bird' in attendance. He's setting an example for us all.]
[Come on, the pet bird is just for amusement. His true affection lies with his first love.]
[Indeed. Seven years have passed, and Alanna still occupies his thoughts. But doesn't the woman who's stood by him for seven years hold any significance?]
[Hey now! Don't criticize his love, mate. Just wait until Alanna returns. Then you'll witness genuine love.]
After perusing these messages, I set his phone aside and sent a message to my sibling abroad.
[Hey, is your laboratory still seeking employees?]