# He Auctioned My Wedding Gown in Front of Manhattan. By Midnight, I Owned Everything He Thought Was His.

The board reinstates me. I terminate Camille from the foundation, and we issue a joint statement saying the auction was a misunderstanding.”

“And the divorce?”

His gaze moved across my face.

“We could delay it.”

“Because we were good once.”

There it was.

The memory offered like a bribe.

“We were useful to each other once,” I said.

His expression hardened.continue reading …