152 You Can Call Me, Roman

But if Caesar did have any such relatives, Adeline would have known. She was sure he would have told her. 

Subconsciously walking over, she sat down on the chair, reaching over a hand to exchange a handshake with him. 

He even smiled in a way Caesar did, often with his eyes crinkling along. She could swear this man was definitely Caesar's brother, if not because Caesar had never mentioned having any siblings before. 

Manifesting an awkward smile, Adeline cleared her throat, asking, "May I…know who you are?" 

"Oh?" The man laughed softly, nodding. "You can call me Roman. I run this auction house with the man you met last time." 

"Ahhh…" Adeline nodded. "I see." 

"So, how do we go about it?" she asked. 

"Oh, right! Give me a sec." Roman stood up from his seat and made his way over to his desk in the office. His blonde hair fell over his face as he bent over, reaching out his calloused hand to grab a document from the drawer.