Chapter 370

Norman smiled. "Okay, Mom. Let me take you to your seat." He stuck out his arm, and Mrs. Wood held it. I didn't come back to my senses until after both of them left. Logan frowned, and I asked, "I think Mrs. Wood is nicer to me. Am I hallucinating?" Logan flashed me a smile. "Don't overthink it." How could I not, though? Mrs. Wood had done a complete 180 on the way she treated me. Moreover, it didn't seem like she was that cold and distant toward Norman. The auction began. Mrs. Wood sat next to us, with two seats in between. I stole a glance and saw that she was calm and collected. She flipped through the brochure in her hand from time to time. Norman was busy introducing stuff to her. She nodded in response as if she already knew what she wanted. I gradually let my guard down. One exquisite and valuable piece of jewelry after another was carefully taken to the stage by appraisers. It became more lively after the emcee gave an impassioned introduction. As Norman said, the a