227 Z, X, and V

"The gentleman on the second floor".

Sebastian's plate doesn't even have a number, but just one letter - Z.

It's unlikely that he could see and spot Ava from that huge window on the second floor, but Ava feels like Sebastian glanced at her coldly when he raised his plate just now. Wronged tears fill Ava's eyes.

She should have been up there. She was supposed to be the queen of the Knights, and she got her title fair and square. But now that man put all his sweet words and promises behind his head, and looks at her with only coldness.

[Sebastian, No.86 is me,] Ava types in her phone, but hesitates when her finger hovers over "send".

One word after another, Ava deletes the message, and sends [Sebastian, I'm at an auction today] instead.

No reply.

Holding the phone, Ava looks up at Sebastian. The man sits there with a straight face, his eye never even dart to the table where his phone blinks.

Biting her lips, Ava holds her phone to her ear after dialing Sebastian's number. Anger rushing from her waist all the way to her head, shouting at her to demand an answer from the guy who should play her husband without considering possible consequences. The dialing tone doesn't even stop before the host hammers down yet again: "110,000 dollars from Mr. X!"

on the second floor. Its curtain just stops moving, revealing Scar sitting on the red velvet armchair like

Scar relies on. The next second Ava tastes blood on her tongue, but jealousy burns too hard that she

Scar even want that ring?

The host

the man staring at Scar without even trying to hide

her with a painfully slow move, and right before Ava burst into tears, he

host points over with

Even at such a distance, Ava feels the cold glare, and instantly realizes - Scar does not

the back of her

butt as if she's grabbing onto the last chance with Sebastian. The ring

rising up like

of his shouts turns the audience altogether, and this time to

curtain glides to the sides, Johnny Vanderbilt's

came!" Ava

is staring at the

grew up in the same neighborhood, they went to the same school, and they fell in fove with the same woman, but that's where their fate took different paths: scared

lips, taking off his hat to his chest to give a bow to Scar. Scar rolls her eyes and looks away, and the man

I thought," Jack Fuller mumbles, "I thought he

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