Chapter 125

　Louisa's POV

　　The Red Box is used to refer to a secluded lounge on the second floor of the auction hall.

　　It's like the box in a theatre, overlooking the whole auction hall.

　　I stood at the edge of the box, holding the handles and leaning forward.

　　I felt that I was like a little bird, flying across the entire venue.

　　Alpha Lucas approached me from behind, holding a glass of bubbling champagne in his hand.

　　He looked like a star walking right off the stage. But no performer had his dignified bearing, which didn't seem like something that people were born with. It must have taken years of a stress-free life to make someone behave in a certain sophisticated and confident way.

　　"What are you looking at?" He looked down at me and stroked his face. "Was there something on my face?"

　　"No. It's just... You look like a king..." I mumbled.

　　He looked at me in surprise, paused for a brief moment, and said, "How do you know? Have you met L