BIDDING WAR

Brooks Miller stares at the fair silver-eyed dude sitting before him and ruffles his hair.

He opens his mouth to talk but nothing is coming out.

He is just dumbfounded as he could ever be.

All he thought as he made that chat while talking with the Pearsons was to get the token up and with his actions get Lucien out of the mansion then someone will grab him and send him to the cops but now he lost in both ways.

He just couldn't understand why the cops will be afraid of that thing. That riffraff.

He is still in thought when the fair guy walks to him and squats. He taps him on the lap drawing his attention to him and gives him a lopsided grin. "Why is the Scion of the great Millers bothered?"

"You don't understand Ryder, that thing is getting on my nerves! Can you believe I..."

Ryder as Brooks called him places a finger on his lips shutting him up and walks off.

He comes back a few minutes later with two glasses of wine and hands one to Brooks.

He sits down before him and takes a sip o