Now, we're talking! Scarlet smiled at the receptionist. "Please."
The receptionist nodded and gestured for them to follow her. They climbed the VIP stairs to the private booths located on the second floor of the building.
"This way." The receptionist happily guided them to a vacant private booth positioned right in front of the stage below, which was a prime spot. "I hope you enjoy your time here. The auction will begin momentarily. Is there anything I can get you, perhaps, madam?"
Scarlet shook her head. "No, I'm fine. Thank you so much for bringing us here."
The receptionist sweetly smiled, noticing that the customer's face was covered by a large, expensive-looking black cloak, which was strange. However, she did not sense any danger from her. She had a unique ability to judge a person's intentions through her intuition, and so far, it had never been wrong.
