?<strong>Chapter 346:</strong>


    Since she was already here, Kallie decided to make a purchase at the auction. She instructed the manager to return to his duties while she headed to the No. 1 private room. However, before she could get close, a group of bodyguards blocked her path.


    Kallie raised an eyebrow. The manager mentioned the No. 1 private room wasn’t booked.


    A staff member close by quickly stepped forward and inquired, “Excuse me, but who’s inside? Room 1 wasn’t booked today. Could they have gone to the wrong room?”


    Before anyone could answer, a middle-aged man with an air of arrogance emerged from the room. He was impably dressed, likely a butler of some big shot. Kallie, seated in her wheelchair, wore sunsses and a mask, not wanting to reveal her identity just yet on her first day back in Burmoos.


    The butler barely nced at Kallie before addressing the staff member with a haughty tone, “We didn’t reserve the room in advance because we didn’t n oning, but my master decided to visit today on a whim. Does a reservation really matter now that we’ve upied the room? Besides, you should be honored that our master chose to grace this ce with her presence. Consider it apliment.”


    Kallie couldn’t help but chuckle.


    The staff member retorted, “Oh? Really? Then your master must be quite a bigwig. Why don’t you enlighten me on what her name is?”


    The butler smirked, his patience visibly waning. “I suppose you’ve just arrived in thisnd and don’t know my master yet. Otherwise, you wouldn’t dare try to grab a ce with my master.”


    With a quick motion, the butler shed something at the staff member.


    The staff member’s face went from neutral to rmed in a split second. He leaned in close to Kallie and whispered, “That’s the fiancée of Mr. Errol Payne, our manager. The pair are about to tie the knot. She asionally visits the auction house, but not often.


    For some reason, she’s adamant about using the No. 1 private room this time. I’ll notify Mr. Payne right away.” Kallie gave a slight nod of her head. She didn’t feel like making things difficult for her employees’ families.


    Though she disliked Errol’s fiancée, she couldn’t ignore the auction house had thrived under Errol’s leadership. She wasn’t about to let this ruin her day.


    “Never mind. Just take us to the No. 2 private room,” Kallie replied with a frosty tone.


    The staff member nodded and began pushing Kallie’s wheelchair away.


    Unexpectedly, the butler stepped into their path, blocking their way, his eyes fixated on Kallie. “Who exactly are you? You still haven’t rified who you are. Gaining entry to private room No. 1 isn’t a walk in the park.”


    The staff member said to the butler with a scowl, “It’s irrelevant who she is or where she’s from. What’s important is that she’s not someone your master could mess with.”


    With a final re, the staff member left with Kallie.


    The butler spat on the floor, muttering curses as he stormed back into the No. 1 private room.


    Behind the screen in the No. 1 private room, a woman with a striking figure reclined. Her voice, sweet but edged with frustration, cut through the air. “Who does that audacious woman outside think she is? How dare she try to take this room from me?”


    The butler sighed, clearly exasperated. “She hasn’t revealed her identity, yet everyone seems to defer to her. From how she carried herself, if she’s set on being in this room, you would’ve had no choice but to leave.”


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