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

me.

To let me know he was there.

We walked three blocks before either of us spoke.

“You declined to destroy him,” Adrian said.

“He is doing that himself.”

“You could have released the letter.”

“I won’t turn my mother’s love into public entertainment.”

“Even if it would help the case?”

“We have enough.”

He looked at me with something deeper than admiration.

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