“Let’s wait until the auction has started,” I told Hunter as we returned to the ballroom.
“Okay,” he agreed, keeping his voice down now that there were people around. “You’ve got this Grace,” he encouraged me as we neared the table.
While I returned to my seat, he returned to his post along the wall next to Daniel and Lucas. All three men stood stiffly near Kingsley’s table, but nobody paid them much attention or even seemed to notice they were there.
“Ahh Grace,” Charlie, one of the investors greeted me as I sat down. “We were just discussing which pieces we want to bid on. Does anything catch your eye?” he asked me.
I was caught off-guard by the question, having assumed that, like my father and husband, the investors wouldn’t have cared to ask for my opinion about anything. After
