There was a thick silence suddenly. And after a few minutes, Vanessa broke it.
"You work here?" She asked.
"Yes— I mean no, no. My husband does. He's the right hand of the President." Sam stuttered.
"Ohh"
"What about you? You work here?" Sam counter asked
"No my husband does as well"
"Must be some colleagues of him" Without even processing what she was about the say, those words came rushing out of Sam's mouth.
"Uh- no-no. He owns this"
"Owns this?"
"Dorothy, my name is Vanessa Jane Christin"
"Christin? Like in President Ethan Allen Christin?!"
"Yes. I am his wife"
"You're his what?!" Sam couldn't grasp those words inside.
What? Ethan got married? Well of course, he did but with Vanessa? That girl? The girl who was between her and—
"Wife," she said breaking Sam's chain of thoughts.
"Oh"
But why did she come here? Why did she return from India? Why? Should Sam ask her? Will this make her seem desperate? What? From when did Sam started to look down upon herself, huh? She's superior. She deserves everything..
"Hey? Earth to Sam, you there?" She started waving her jewellery enclosed hand in front of her.
"Uh yeah. I am here. I was just...spacing out a bit."
"Oh," she let out a deep breath.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Can I ask you something?"
They almost asked together.
"Nah, you go first." She said, chucking.
"No no, you start. You asked first." Samantha upheld myself.
"Dorothy, we both said that together. Moreover, I already asked a lot of questions already. Why not you go first?"
Her words made sense.
"Vanessa, why did you—"
Sam was cut off by Jordan's loud voice which echoed the large halls as he walked in.
"Sam? Hurry up, we are already late for the auction. We won't be able to enter..."
"Psst!" Sam said waving my hands up to him.
Wait what happened to her? Why is she acting this weird?
"Dorothy is that your husband?" Vanessa nosed in.
Like no, he is my gooseling, any problem?
"Yeah, he is."
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Author's perspective:
The hall was filled with faces unknown. This was my first auction as a clerk in this very state. I have never known how it's like.
Chillary is a unique state. Here state auction is something scheduled. Also, here we don't have to come to buy or take the stuff away with the few money. Agents like me have to sell their junior spy/ agents to the state for certain projects. And today is going to be a memorable auction of all. Because today it's the auction of the famous "Lehan Project".
Something which history has never recruited in her pages. Lehan, the second largest country of stand as the best agency spy dealer, first in the richest place. And Lehan is just the beauty from inside out.
As I was lost in my thoughts, a sudden clicking of heels brought me back to my sense. I jerked to see the most faithful and genius and genuine lady of this whole Chilllary entered the hall— Mrs Sam Michelle.
The whole hall burst into applause. Everyone appreciated this lady and her husband. They both took large strides to approach to the front seat.
Everybody knew. I knew too. And if there is going to be any last-minute rival for the project then it's going to be between the two best families in this country— Michelle and Vergera. Both were wealthy and classy in their way. Although Mr Michelle and Mr Vergera were colleagues something was not just comfortable between them.
Or is that just my imagination? Who knows?
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