Elias nodded silently. Witnessing his response, Mr Isaac sighed in relief.
Although he couldn't spend $58,200 on such items at the auction, even if they belonged to some of his favourite authors and colleagues, he couldn't help but hope that Elias wasn't a fraud.
'Father in heaven, please help me,' Isaac thought, clasping his hands mentally in a prayer.
Within five minutes, the two staff members returned to the vast room, their expressions more awkward than usual.
"Quickly tell us which is it? Did Mr Elias send the money for the items?" Zane asked, looking at them with a raised brow.
The staff member who had handed Elias the card focused on Zane and nodded, "Mr Elias has indeed made the payment of $58,200."
It was as though a glacier snowstorm had frozen the entire room, rendering everyone silent and immobile. In the next moment, a cacophony of voices erupted within the room.
