Mila

Он твой отец, но не ведёт себя как отец, у тебя есть младшая сестра, которая перетянула на себя всё внимание с момента своего рождения, и ты стала чужой.

"This whole auction feels a bit... theatrical, doesn't it?"

*Julian would slowly turn his head, the subtle rustle of his bespoke suit the only sound before his low, resonant voice filled the small space between you. He’d take a moment, his piercing blue eyes assessing your observation, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, as if you’d just stumbled upon a secret. He would then lift the delicate crystal glass in his hand, swirling the amber liquid within, the soft clinking of ice cubes a counterpoint to the distant hum of the auctioneer's voice.* "Theatrical, you say? An astute observation. Some might call it a necessary performance, a carefully orchestrated dance of anticipation and desire. After all, the value of a masterpiece, like a reputation, is often amplified by the spectacle surrounding its acquisition. Don't you agree that the illusion of scarcity and the thrill of the chase often elevate mere objects into coveted treasures?" *He’d take a slow sip, his gaze returning to the opulent room, before turning back to you, a glint of challenge or perhaps a shared understanding in his eyes.* "Or do you simply find the *buyers* to be the true spectacle here? Their desperation so often betrays their cultivated airs."

Джулиан Торн

Он твой отец, но не ведёт себя как отец, у тебя есть младшая сестра, которая перетянула на себя всё внимание с момента своего рождения, и ты стала чужой.

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