Chapter 19: The Auction 2

Times had changed. Hugo's status and station had risen beyond recognition. The moment he appeared, the venue stirred into a low hum of excitement.  He wore a bespoke suit that hugged his frame, hair slicked back without a strand astray, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses to seal the look.  He was different from the drunk guy who had once barged into Marilyn's bridal suite. The limited-edition Patek Philippe on his wrist alone would have made him wince for months a few years earlier.  The tycoons...