"Are you sure she'll auction it?" Damian asked.
Rolan nodded firmly. "It was informed that Madam Teresa had just taken the painting out of the Sterling family's safe. She also took out a number of old properties belonging to the Anderson family and will be selling them in an auction tonight."
"This will be interesting, investigate further. We will move tomorrow night," replied the general, still with his charming grin in the dim light of the office.
Rolan immediately nodded, he bowed and immediately took his leave to be swallowed by the pitch-black shadow of the night.
Soon, the day changed. Damian rode his motorcycle at a constant speed. This vehicle was one of his collections and one of the cheapest among all. The man stopped when he arrived in front of the Imperial Sage building
