"Fenric wants to see me?" Merlin was surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.
He had already suspected Fenric would be looking for him, so it wasn't that unexpected.
Besides, Margaret had given him the Beethoven family's five-star card. It would've been strange if Fenric didn't seek him out.
Merlin smiled and gave a slight nod.
"Alright. Please take me there."
The woman nodded and immediately led Merlin and Lyserra to where Fenric was.
When they arrived, the woman opened the door, revealing an interior that was a feast for the eyes.
The room was spacious—large enough to accommodate up to thirty people at once.
At the front was a wide window, allowing anyone inside to see the auction stage clearly.
At that moment, Merlin's gaze fell on a man sitting in the main chair.
The man was tall, with a handsome yet stern face. He looked young—perhaps around thirty-five.
