Knock knock.
That was the sound Lucas heard as he stood in front of his floor-length mirror, adjusting the silver cufflinks on his crisp white shirt. His navy-blue designer suit was perfectly tailored to his lean frame, and his hair was slicked back with precise care. Today wasn’t just any other day—it was the auction. And he had every intention of walking out as the center of attention.
“Come in,” he said, his eyes not leaving his reflection.
The door opened slowly, and Elise walked in with her usual air of elegance and control. Dressed in a cream-colored pantsuit and adorned in subtle gold jewelry, she looked every bit the formidable woman she was known to be.
“Mother,” Lucas greeted, giving her a brief nod. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” Elise’s eyes scanned his outfit approvingly
