The Author's POV - Chapter 226

With a simple stretch of her hand, she could call countless vines and trap her opponents with it.

Many villains and heroes alike feared her because of her power. Especially since the vines she could call were extremely sturdy and hard to break.

As such she was nicknamed the ‘Vine queen’

And so, with her being the owner of the building, no one had the balls to crash that place.

If they did, they would end up facing her ire. Something that most people wouldn’t want to do.

“We’re here”

Stopping in front of the hotel, the first thing I saw was a large sign with the words ‘King’s Crown’ engraved at the front.

“Let’s go”

The first one to get out of the Limousine was Melissa who was wearing a beautiful red gown that perfectly complimented her beauty.

“Huup, let’s go”

After her, Emma alongside Melissa exited the limousine. Kevin and I followed suit.

“Are you going to buy anything?”

Stepping out of the limousine, Kevin Straightened his blazer.

“Yup”

I nodded my head in response.

“You have enough money?”

“Should have”

I had a little over one hundred million U in my bank account.

Though this wasn’t enough to buy the item that I wanted, I was planning on putting a few items for auction so there shouldn’t really be a problem.

“Mhm, if you don’t have enough I can lend you some. Well, that is if you’re not buying something ridiculously expensive. I’m not as rich as the others”

“Sure”

Smiling, I nodded my head.

If things progressed as they did in the novel, he wouldn’t actually have enough money to lend me.

I knew that hence why I didn’t really take his words to heart. Though I did appreciate his gesture.

“Let’s go”

“mhm”

Making my way into the building I sort of felt out of place.

Not because of how luxurious the place was, but because of who I was walking next to.

Kevin and the others…

Characters who I designed to be incredibly good-looking.

‘I look way too plain compared to them don’t I?’

I thought as I bitterly shook my head.

Not that I was ugly or anything, in fact, I was quite handsome if I had to say myself. At least in old earthly standards.

Unfortunately, compared to Kevin and the others I was just too plain.

‘I really need to increase my charm’, I muttered as I followed Kevin and the rest into the hotel.

Arriving at the entrance, we were soon greeted by multiple attendants.

“Hello, welcome to the Ashton-city grand auction. Can you please show us your tickets?”

“Here”

Nodding her head, Melissa flashed a card to the attendants. Looking at the ticket, the attendants opened their eyes widely.

[Melissa Hall, VVIP]

“Please follow me this way”

Looking at the card, the attendants immediatly became more courteous. They all had brilliant smiles on their faces as they looked at us.

‘Tsk, this is the difference between the rich and the poor’

Inwardly clicking my tongue I followed the others towards the VVIP section of the auction.

Had it been just me with my regular ticket, though I wouldn’t be scorned I also wouldn’t have been greeted with such enthusiasm.

“Here we are”

After walking for a bit, we were soon led to a large luxurious room.

“Oh, wow”

Entering the room, I was impressed.

‘It isn’t VVIP for nothing’

Illuminated by a large golden chandelier, the room looked exquisite.

Covering the floor was a slick red carpet the felt soft to the touch, and at the side of the room were multiple paintings that perfectly complemented the beige walls.

Most intriguing was the large window at the front of the room that overlooked a large hall which I presumed to be where the auction would be held.

On the right side of the room stood a minibar filled with drinks and food.

“Someone else will soon come to service you during the auction. If you have any questions or you would like to make a bid, please feel free to ask them and they will answer all of your inquiries. Please rest comfortably in the meantime.”

“Sure”

Nonechantaly nodding her head at the attendant, Melissa sat on a large red sofa. Following her, Amanda and Emma also sat down.

“Hua, what a nice sofa!”

Slumping on the sofa, Emma lazily put her arms around it. Next to her, Amanda quietly sat down and looked at the window that overlooked the auction hall.

“Ren, what are you doing?”

Just as Kevin was about to follow their example, his feet abruptly halted. Turning around, his mouth twitched.

“Hm? Can’t you see?”

Holding a plate filled to the brim with food, I looked at Kevin strangely.

Wasn’t my intention obvious?

I was obviously taste-testing the food.

“Kevin, remind me again why you asked me to bring him?”

Turning her head, Melissa alternated her head between Kevin and I.

“Haaa, I’m also starting to regret my decision”

Shaking his head, Kevin let out a long sigh.

“Hey, you know I’m here”

“Pig”

Muttered Emma with a disgusted look as she looked at the plate in my hand that was filled with food.

She was suddenly reminded of the past. Back when she lost the bet.

“Who you calling a pig huh?”

Munching on an eclair I rebutted.

“Who else but you would I be calling you a pig? Just like last time, you’re stuffing yourself with food”

“What? It’s free”

The food was clearly there for the taking. Why was everyone else complaining? It’s not like the food was here for decoration.

“Melissa is paying for it”

Emma rebutted as she pointed at Melissa.

“Oh, I see…”

‘That’s what makes this even tastier’, I softly muttered as I took a bite of a green macaron and proceeded to ignore the others.

“Mhhh, so good!”

Closing my eyes I savored the food to the fullest. It was so good.

‘?Clank!

Right as I was in the middle enjoying my food, the door to the room opened.

Entering the room was an old man with a kind smile on his face. Politely bowing, he introduced himself.

“Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Jeremiah and I will be your attendant for today. If you have any questions regarding the auction you may ask me. Whenever you successfully bid on an item I will personally bring the item to you guys”

“Mhm, nice to meet you”

Turning her head around, Melissa nodded her head at Jeremiah.

Smirk.

‘So you’re finally here…’

Looking at Jeremiah who had just entered the room I put my half-finished macaron down as the edges of my lips twisted upwards.

‘Jeremiah, you say?’

Though the others were fooled, I wasn’t.

The man before me was not who was on the surface.

No.

He was tonight’s main star and the man I was waiting for.

Ivan Ranvick, the man with a thousand faces.