HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

collector withdrew.

Sloane smiled.

The auctioneer scanned the room.

“Fair warning at one million eight hundred thousand.”

Gabriel stood near the rear wall, his expression unreadable.

Naomi watched Julian.

I watched Sloane.

She lifted my paddle one final time.

“One million nine hundred thousand.”

The auctioneer looked toward me.

Julian answered for me.

“Vivian continue reading …