I blinked. “What? That's cool, Ruth.”
She pulled out her phone and showed me the invitation letter.
It was no joke.
Ruth was about to host her first auction party!
“T–this Saturday?” I stuttered.
She nodded. “I know it's impromptu, but I can't wait to share my gift with the rest of the world!”
“Congratulations, Ruth.”
A gleam of mischief danced in her eyes. “Thank you. You're coming, right? I'm sure Alec will be there.”
At the mention of his name, my gaze faltered.
I picked up my glass and sipped my drink. Ruth was quick to notice.
“What is it, Mabel? Did something happen?”
“Not really,” I muttered. “Tom Marlow visited my office last week.”
“He didn’t just bring a bouquet or ask that we sit out in a restaurant. He said something shocking about Alec.”
Ruth's brows creased. “And
