"Shut up! You don't need to tell me," Aiden snapped, glancing at Cheryl before getting into the car.

Meanwhile, Clara, clutching the keepsakes left to her by her mother, used her childhood memories to successfully open the box.

As expected, the medal was inside.

This was the only ticket to the Birwood auction.

Everything was ready.

Now she just needed to wait for the auction to begin.

Time flew by, and two months had already passed since she had made ...