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Twenty-eight

The hotel room that the Countess was staying in, screamed luxury, and its expansive space was suited for a royal like her. Keyller stepped inside and followed Kresshna, but his heart and mind were in chaos while maintaining a calm face. He couldn't help thinking of Freesha and what Kresshna had said. If Freesha was a part of that auction, she was also there in Ireland, and it was easy for Keyller to save her. But how?

"My lady, are we heading off to the auction? Are you not interested in seeing who your father's next toy will be?" Keyller asked as he joined the Countess on the minibar, with his indifferent face.

Kresshna turned to look at him interestingly after pouring liquor into a hard glass. "Of course, I am going. I can also pick my own, so why not? Would you like to go with me, my future husband? I don't like to share, but I am generous enough to let you pick if you are interested in one."

Keyller twitched the corner of his lips to hide the excited glint in his eyes. He wanted
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