Chapter 4

Awkwardness hung heavy in the air.

I clutched the hem of my dress, my nails nearly digging into my skin.

Just as the auctioneer was about to announce it as unsold, a cool, commanding voice broke the silence.

"One million dollars."

The whole room erupted in an uproar.

Everyone turned toward the voice, and there, holding up the paddle, was Ethan Grant, the one nobody could ever win over or even get to show up.

My dad was so shocked he nearly bit his tongue.

Isabella's mocking smile froze, replaced by pure disbelief.

Ethan lowered his paddle, his voice cool…