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

“Your representation ends when the governance settlement is executed,” I said.

“Friday.”

“And after Friday?”

Adrian’s expression became careful.

“After Friday, I am no longer your attorney.”

“That is a legal answer.”

“You trained me to give those.”

“I thought you arrived that way.”

He smiled.

It changed his entire face.

“What would you like after Friday?” he continue reading …