“You...!” Clark was seething with anger, visibly insulted yet too cowed to respond.

He couldn’t afford to mess with a man who could effortlessly write a check for ten million dollars.

“Is there anything else you’d like to bid on?” Henry inquired smoothly.

Giselle shook her head. “No.”

“Do you want to stay until the auction ends, or would you rather head home now?” Henry’s voice was tender.

Giselle didn’t answer immediately as the ...