Dylan’s POV:
“Do you know her?” I curiously asked.
“Pretty much so,” Sarah smiled to the governor’s wife, “Why? Do you like her?” she turned at me with a teasing smirk, “What about the little doctor?” she continued and held her bidding paddle high.
We were in the middle of Gala Fundraising Dinner, so the auctioneer chanted in a rhythmic monotone in response.
“Elena is my new employee and Kimberly’s neighbor,” I sipped my wine and gave a friendly nodded to the young media mogul who took a glance at me from the next table.
Patrick Madden.
“And?” Sarah leaned her head a little closer, expecting more answer.
“Bid now or lose out, Dylan!” uncle Ben told me with a chuckle.
I smiled and took a glance at Patrick who raised his paddle.
“So?” Sarah whispered at me impatiently.
I sighed,
