Chapter 98: The Auction Is Attacked

The opulent ballroom was a vision of elegance and extravagance, its towering arched windows framing a scene of revelry and indulgence. The soft glow of the chandeliers cast a warm, inviting light over the assembled guests, who mingled and sipped champagne from delicate flutes, their laughter and idle chatter filling the air with refined merriment. "A ball?" Olivia asked Eric, and he broke into a smile. "An auction party," Eric corrected "What does that even mean? Auction or party?" she asked. "Both. We wine and dine while the auction happens. Eric and Olivia moved through the crowd like royalty, their every step exuding confidence and poise. "People are staring at my husband," Olivia said. "They are staring at us," Eric chuckled lightly. "Oh, that is true; I was in a scandal not too long ago; it is normal," Olivia said. "They are staring at you because you are Olivia, Mrs. White," Olivia's heart swelled with pride as she basked in the admiring glances and hushed whispers th