Chapter 348



Kallie gently said, “It’s nothing serious. It won’t take long before I recover to my old self.”

Errol’s voice carried a hint of urgency, “You should take this seriously. A doctor’s diagnosis and following treatment are needed. I know an exceptionally skilled one with plenty of experience in this area, whose treatment is effective without any sequelae.

His family has practiced traditional medicine for generations. Although he opted against working in high-profile hospitals due to his dislike of chasing fame and fortune, his expertise is unparalleled, and I can guarantee his skills.”

Kallie’s smile widened. “Thank you for your kind offer. Please make arrangements whenever you’re available.” Errol’s face lit up at her acceptance.

“Don’t bother concerning yourself with her leg. So many people are concerned about her.” A calm, resonant voice interrupted from the doorway.

Kallie and Errol turned to see a man in a sleek black coat and a mask. The distinctive attire made his identity immediately clear.

“Mr. Jack? What brings you here?” Errol asked.

Mr. Jack entered the room and said, “The No. 1 private room is taken, and I’m not comfortable in other rooms except this one. I’m here to ask Kallie if she minds sharing a private room with me.”

Kallie offered a faint smile and said nothing in response. Errol’s expression darkened. “This won’t do, Mr. Jack. Kallie values her privacy. I’ll find another room for you.”

Mr. Jack turned to face Errol. His eyes, concealed beneath the mask, glinted with a cold, oppressive intensity. “Your superior hasn’t said a word yet. Why are you so quick to jump in and speak on her behalf?”

“She’s never turned down a request from me before. Do you even realize you’re causing her trouble?” Mr. Jack lowered his voice as he issued a warning to Errol.

Errol didn’t miss the thinly veiled threat. Beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead as he glanced nervously at Kallie, who remained behind the screen.

Rubbing her aching temples, Kallie said, “Errol, the auction is about to begin, and you’ve got a lot of work to do. Please, attend to your duties first. I’m well familiar with Mr. Jack.”

Reluctantly, Errol nodded and left, casting a wary glance at Mr. Jack.

Mr. Jack settled himself naturally across from Kallie and poured himself a cup of tea.

Kallie’s eyes twitched slightly at his disregard for her presence.

Kallie spoke up. “Mr. Jack, you already have my contact information. You don’t have to show up in person if you want to urge me to proceed with the task you’ve assigned me.”

Mr. Jack set his cup down gently, possibly recalling that he was still wearing a mask. “Kallie, you’re overthinking it. Didn’t I mention I initially wanted to take the No. 1 private room, only to find it occupied? I’ve visited your auction house in Ferelden before, and I’m curious about how the one in Avalon differs.”

Mᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟs.ᴄᴏᴍ With a proud smile, Kallie tilted her chin up slightly. “Well, you won’t be disappointed. We have fine items here. After all, Avalon boasts a vast territory and abundant resources, with its culture enriched by its long history.”

The auction soon commenced.

At first, Kallie hadn’t planned on purchasing anything, her goal merely to take a glimpse of the auction house’s operation while trying to figure out the natives’ preferences.

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