Chapter 4

The bidding hall was packed with big shots and socialites.

I found a quiet corner and sat down, keeping a low profile.

Soon enough, I spotted Edward.

He was in high spirits, surrounded by a crowd, with the young college student intimately linking her arm through his.

His eyes swept across the room, like he was searching for something—or someone.

When his gaze landed on me, there was a flicker of surprise, but it was quickly replaced by open contempt.

He raised his glass toward me, wearing a cold, triumphant grin.

As if to say: Look, I won, while you…