Ethan slowly walked into the auction hall, and his presence was unnoticed. He could see Samantha seated beside Daniel near the front.
He hadn’t planned to attend this auction, but after what he had just seen outside, something inside him had shifted.
The bitterness from watching Samantha humiliate the poor girl outside the venue still lingered like a bad taste in his mouth.
Samantha was dressed to perfection in a fitted black gown, and she was whispering in Daniel’s ear.
Daniel, too, looked at ease, his arm draped casually across the back of her chair, signaling that he owned the room—or so he thought.
Ethan positioned himself at the back of the hall, far enough to avoid attention but close enough to observe what was happening. He had no intention of making a scene, at least not ye
