Auction Night

"The Montclairs have arrived," a reporter alerted others once they saw the Montclair plate number on different black cars driving into the venue in the same line.

"It's Cher Montclair."

Cher stepped out of the car, dressed in an all-black long dress, with dark shades and long dark gloves, making her look unapproachable. There was no smile for the reporters.

"Cher, rumor has it that you haven't moved on from your ex. Are you going after a priest now? Isn't that a sin?"

Cher stopped abruptly and waved her hand for her guards to move away. Removing her dark shades, she sized up the reporter who had spoken to her.

"Even children get journalist jobs now," Cher sighed, pushing her shades back onto her eyes.

"Are you mocking the entire public with your statement?" the reporter, who felt offended, asked.