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h the tense atmosphere. "Respected guests, we will now present our

locked onto the canvas, and my pupils dilat

r brother, Julian. He had died four yea

listening like crushed diamonds. It wasn't until the man sitting nex

my eyes, his breath hitched. It was the first time he had ever s

know how or why it was here, but I couldn't let it fall into anyone else's hands. T

I had come prepared with two plans tonight: Sophie would bid on anythi

er the cost, win

stood,

rs. And the one driving the price up was Aiden. W

Any other bids?" the aucti

ice rang out fr

"Twenty

ven blink. "Th

"Fifty m

y had the nerve to bid against him? He smirked, a crue

relentless? Did he know the secret of the painting too? I

le without hesitation.

lion. That was absurd wealth. A shadow fell over his face, but his mind was racing. Every i

ape of a wolf was insanity. "Aiden, it's just a painting. It's not wort

together. He felt like he had seen this painting somewhere before, but

ed to fetch a few million was now at two hundred million. "Two hundr

fell, no one el

. I had overestimated Aiden. He

to bidder number twenty-seven for winnin

ainting off a rogue trader for two thousand dollars, and it just sol

that canvas were worth billions. When he found

ere was no coincidence. Julian, I won't let your death be in

I glanced at it, then at Milo's smug, triumphant face. A w