Joaquin's expression darkened. "I thought you were asking for yourself… Turns out, you were asking on behalf of someone in your family. Still, that's not something we can decide. We're just staff here.
"But I can tell you that Ms. Reyes is like a goddess among mortals. Ordinary men could never be worthy of her. She's at the prime of her career, unmarried for now."
Andrew let out a short hum and smiled. "Alright then, I'll take my seat first. Tell Ms. Reyes that if she's interested, she's welcome to come talk to me. I really do want to find someone good for my family."
Joaquin's lips twitched, and he forced a stiff smile while silently thinking that hardly anyone could ever hope to match Valerie.
Andrew followed the attendant into the massive underground auction hall. With his platinum-gold card, he was guided by an elegant young attendant to a top-tier private suite with the best view.
It read 'Suite No. 3', which meant he ranked as the third most important guest present that day. For someone who brought in a ninth-grade supreme elixir and still ranked only third, it showed just how many powerful people had come to the Reyes Grand Auction House.
Nonetheless, Andrew was not particularly interested in such superficial matters. After entering the box, he propped up his legs and closed his eyes to rest. The sweet-faced young attendant, seeing his distinguished air, automatically approached with a blushing face and extended her delicate hands to give him a massage.
This attendant definitely knew how to please. As soon as she started, she went straight for Andrew's inner thighs.
Andrew was completely speechless and waved his hand dismissively. "You can go. I don't need anything here."
The attendant said timidly, "Mr. Lloyd, I'm not busy. For our top ten VIP guests, we offer personalized service. I'll be exclusively attending to you until the auction ends. And if you desire, you can take me with you for just one million dollars."
Andrew looked shocked."One million? The Reyes family really knows how to rob people blind. Even a celebrity wouldn't cost that much."
The attendant's face turned even redder as she lowered her head silently.
Andrew felt around in his pockets, found a few hundred dollars in loose bills, tossed them over, and sent her away. He said, "You can leave now. You don't need to worry about me here."
The attendant picked up the bills, not daring to pester him further. Then, she reluctantly left the box.
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Brilliant piece of work. I am enjoying the novel. The only problem is that it is taking longer to update more chapters....