INFINITE MONEY - I Will Buy Everything

"What do you mean by that?"

"You seriously didn't see the way she was looking at you?"

Adam became curious at what he meant, "No, I think she looked at me with a normal look. She just smiled at me and talked, there was nothing wrong with the way she looked at me."

"Really? So when you called her 'Lady', You didn't find anything wrong with her face?"

"… No."

"…"

"…"

"Okay, now I confirmed it… You are one of those that are helpless in the matters of women."

"Just what happened? Tell me why are you saying stuff like that?" Adam said as he couldn't understand what William was talking about.

"Forget about it, It would be too much to teach what had happened back there and we don't have the time to do such a thing." William said and they could hear a sigh coming out from their earpieces.

Carl suddenly paled a little bit as he remembered something, "Boss, Were you able to hear us from the beginning?"

"Yes, The earplugs started working the moment you guys wore them."

"… So you could even hear us when we had walked inside the auction room?" Carl asked and he prayed to the gods that the answer would be 'No'.

"Yeah, we heard." Carl felt like he had been embarrassed to the core of his being as William continued talking.

"We even heard the things you said to the girl 'Jonna' back there. It was let's say quite educational."

Carl hid his face in his hands as he tried to hide himself from this guys and erase what had happened before.

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"Truth be told, I'm a little impressed actually."

Carl looked up from his hands as he was a little shocked and Adam was no different. They thought that William would scold the man intensely for his actions but what he just said contradicted that thought.

"… Really, Boss?"

"Yeah, I could clearly hear the lady becoming enamored in your words. You're a clear Romeo, Carl."

Carl smiled widely as he was praised like that and Adam beside him didn't know whether the kid was joking or was all of this just some big joke.

Fortunately for him, it was the latter.

"Yeah, it would have been great… if this was a mission that needed your skills for flirting.

Fortunately it wasn't and even if it was God forbid, We won't send you for missions like that."

Carl didn't understand what had just went. One time his boss was singing praises and the next he was demeaning him.

"Wh- What do you mean, Boss?"

"I mean that get a grip, man. She clearly wasn't flirting with you and even if she was it's definitely not because of your talking skills."

Carl was angry at such a blatant insult and even tried to fight back.

"Hey! She was flirting with me. You didn't see it but I did and she was."

"Oh! Really?"

"Yes" Carl said without hesitation.

"Adam?" William called Adam for judgment who shook his head and denied it.

"Nope. She wasn't at all. She was just doing the courtesy she needs to do for EVERYONE who comes in here and you were not a special case."

"B- But she clearly spoke with me with a gentle and loving tone."

"She does that with all people. It's her job. Seriously… Grow Up." Adam said with a no nonsense tone.

"Alright, there's no point in wasting our time with this senseless talk. Tell me of your current situation?"

"Well first of all we are in the auction room where they would display the items and sell it and the girl 'Jonna' has guided us to our table." Adam said as he saw Carl sulking beside him.

"And what of your table. Where have you been placed?"

Adam nudged Carl from the side who woke up from his dire state and spoke, "We are in the second row from the front."

"Which side?"

"Middle"

"Hmm… What do you guys think about the seating arrangement?"

"I think it's good." Carl said.

"No, it's not just that." Adam said as he broke in the conversation.

"This is actually much better than what I thought it would be. The table is situated at a good place."

"Why do you think that?" Carl asked.

"Because we are in front that's why. Obviously this not the best seating arrangement we could have gotten but it's still quite better.

You could say that they look at us as second in the ranking."

"Isn't that bad? I mean being second?" Carl asked as he didn't understand.

"No no, Not at all. You need to understand something. This seating arrangement was made for the Trust Family and even though we could have gotten a better seating arrangement, this is perfect for us." Delmar said through the earpieces.

"Care to elaborate, Sir?"

"As I said, this table is for the Trust Family and even though we are doing quite well in the banking business. We are still relatively new and don't have much connection.

So to get such a arrangement is actually much better than getting a first seat."

"I'm sorry for asking this many questions but why wouldn't it be better to get a first row seat?"

Delmar sighed as he said, "What is it with and your idiotic questions today?"

"Alright, I'll explain it to your mediocre brain."

"Tell me something first, If the Trust Family is new in the business but still it gets such a good seating arrangement from a great and prestigious auction house, what could it entail?"

Carl thought about what he said and after thinking for a while he said, "Well they could be trying to make some kind of connection with them or gain the bosses favor by doing such a gesture."

"Yes. But why us? When there are countless better and bigger than us. Because right now, the trust bank is increasing in its popularity with the lower class subjects and even its not a massive amount yet. They know that it won't be the same in the future."

"And one other reason is our interest rate is second to none. So they are trying to make an investment here."

"But I still don't get why they won't give us a front row seat?"

"Because of the other families."

"Not only are we new but because we don't have much connection, we don't have enough strength. Without enough political power, it would be a shame to mix us with the front row people.

So they did a much better option and gave us a second row table and that way they would gain our favor and also not antagonize the people who have more political power."

Carl had a face on him like he had learned something groundbreaking.

"I get it now." Saying that they waited for a while as an employee came and gave them their drinks.

"Why is the auction not starting yet, It's already past the time they said it would be."

"It's because of those people." Adam said and pointed at the second floors.

"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask, who are the people that are given rooms like that?"

Adam took a small gulp of the drink in his hand before saying in a bored tone.

"They? They are the ones that this auction is really for."

"The Great Houses"