After our honeymoon, I wasn’t ready for the fun to end, so I dragged my husband to an auction.Miss Zimmer, who always had it out for me, kept raising the bid. Not one to back down, I got caught up in the competition and pushed it all the way to 12 million, eventually winning the queen’s crown.The room fell silent, and no one else placed a bid. Yet, the auctioneer kept staring in my direction, hesitating to bring down the gavel. I glanced at her and realized she was a new face. I didn’t think much of it, assuming she was just nervous. When I happily walked onto the stage, eager to see the crown up close, the auctioneer suddenly bit her lip and stepped back. “I’m sorry, but you can’t take this item,” she said firmly. I froze, stunned, my mind filled with questions. “I placed the highest bid. Why can’t I take it?” Her eyes filled with tears, but her gaze was resolute as she looked past me. “Mr. Quinn,” she said, her voice trembling, “you once helped me. This time, ev
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