The sleek, obsidian-black Lexus purred to a halt before the grand, ornate entrance of the Imperial Fashion Store. Christopher stepped out, the polished gleam of his shoes mirroring the store's opulent facade.
"Come on," he said, his voice a low, resonant drawl. "The auction starts in about three hours, so we have plenty of time." His gaze lingered on Advika, who gracefully emerged from the car, her expression a delicate blend of curiosity and apprehension.
She offered a silent nod, her eyes reflecting the store's dazzling display windows, and followed him inside.
"Good day, Sir, Miss."
A young salesgirl greeted them, her smile bright and professional.
"Good day," Christopher replied, his eyes scanning the luxurious interior. "Please, where is the women's section?"
"Oh, this way, Sir," the girl replied, her smile widening, as she led them deeper into the store.
