Jonathan's POV
Grand Del Hotel Hall - Later in the evening.
As I entered the hall, the crystal chandeliers and marble floor felt warm to me.
Though I've been to hundreds of painting auctions over the past seven years,
Today I felt different.
I could pinpoint it out, but I definitely was feeling warmer.
My PA was walking beside me.
"Mr. Rollings the chief guest seat is up front."
I nodded and looked around and bowed to the leading painters who had attended the auction.
Over the years I had supported a lot of them financially.
I exhaled as I took my seat.
Tonight was the first time I accepted being the chief guest.
I don't know why but deep down I felt like my life was going to change forever.
I was feeling extremely nervous for some odd reason.
Veronica's POV
From behind the curtains
I could see Jonathan was uncomfortable for some reason.
Did he not want to come?
Was his attending painting auctions a sham?
Just then I saw him reach out for a glass of water.
