This counts as both placation and compensation.
After all, it was an issue caused by them, Bruce’s family.
The new hotel looked quite upscale just from the outside, and it was also very close to the auction venue.
The only thing was... Hannah and Wayne Lane were arranged to share a room.
"Since it’s the peak season for travel, there aren’t many hotel rooms available. You two are siblings, so sharing a room shouldn’t be a problem, right?"
The hotel staffer assisting them wore a smile and spoke in a rather gentle tone.
There really wasn’t another choice even if there were objections.
"I’ll sleep on the sofa."
After entering the room, Wayne Lane volunteered.
Hannah nodded, showing signs of fatigue on her face, but she hadn’t forgotten their mission, "You’ll be questioned tomorrow, so I’ll have to go to the auction by myself."
"If ti allows, I’ll co to find you," Wayne Lane said. "If it doesn’t, I’ll wait for you at the entrance. We’ll leave as soon as we get the item."
Hannah rested her chin in her hand, her voice lazy with sleepiness, "You make it sound like we’re going to rob the place."
Wayne Lane placed the money and items representing Sheffield Benedict’s identity in front of Hannah, "If the bidding isn’t too high tomorrow, pay with gold coins. If it’s too high, charge it to Sheffield’s account."
Hannah took the items, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll go on a shopping spree?"
"Would you?" Wayne Lane suddenly turned to ask.
Hannah wasn’t looking at him, focusing on the items in her hand, her response nonchalant, "Hard to say. I might just buy the entire auction house if I’m in a good mood."
Sheffield would probably go mad.
But as gentle and proper as he was, he might not go mad. He might just uncontrollably want to kill her.
Seeing Hannah secretly smiling, Wayne Lane knew what she was thinking, "Sheffield’s credentials aren’t enough for you to buy an entire auction house."
"I know." Hannah sat up from the bed, putting the items away, "I’m just saying."
Of course, she wouldn’t use Sheffield’s money to buy random stuff.
Their relationship wasn’t that close yet.
That’s what Hannah thought, but not Sheffield.
He privately felt that his relationship with Hannah was quite good, this illusion stemming from the fact that Hannah had taken the initiative to speak to him several tis.
Although most of those tis were to ask for directions.
Like that ti when Hannah asked him where Emma’s palace was, and the next morning, there was an incident with Emma waking up with a pig face drawn on her.
The first person Sheffield thought of was Hannah, but sohow, he instinctively chose to keep it a secret.
This beca their first secret.
Sheffield always rembered it.
But Hannah had long forgotten.
Because she didn’t stay in the royal palace for long, going to the ch academy soon after, where she then t Wayne Lane.
By that account, she was even more familiar with Wayne Lane.
The next morning, Wayne Lane had to leave earlier than Hannah according to the questioning schedule.
Before he left, he made a special point to remind Hannah not to forget the auction start ti.
But he did it through the door.
Wayne Lane knocked on the door again, waiting for a response inside, "Hannah?"
"I heard you, I heard!" Hannah turned over and covered her head with the blanket, her voice sowhat muffled, "Wayne Lane, you’re such a nag. I don’t want to go out with you for an experience again."
Wayne Lane sighed outside the door, finding it both amusing and helpless.
"I’m leaving now."
"Mhm."
Hannah casually responded.
It wasn’t long before the sound of footsteps and the door closing could be heard from outside.
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