Tricked the Billionaire into Divorcing Me

lished mahogany stage of the auction h

murmured, glancing tow

thunderous. Antonia followed directly behind him, having cha

nto Caitlin. A flash of sharp malice crossed her fac

son's elbow, pulling him across the ma

ht smile. "What a surprise to see you out of bed. I thought you'd be rest

eside Antonia, his g

ol? You texted her teacher that you're an 'ex-

r glass, watching the bubbles rise agai

hose to take her to galas. Handling school emerg

's jaw

still her

s clear and piercing. "You made it very clear

om Pérignon from a passing server's tray. She held it ou

. We know you're hurting, but taking it out on a poor little child is j

utstretched glass, then

on, do you honestly believe you're

ir conversations, several heads t

's smil

growled in a low, dangero

and pulled out a small, heavy crystal

t, and then, without a word of warning, flicked her hand and

her hands over her eyes as the co

he front of her violet silk gown, leaving an

ging forward to shove Caitlin back as

d in, catching Caitlin's

gown, looking down at A

g the scent,"

er gaze sweeping over

my scent. You seem to enjoy wea

through the gathering

, her mascara running in d

she did to my dress!

ists clenched. He pointed a fi

is, Caitlin. I swea

a silver bell cut through the room. The head auctio

bout to begin bidding on our premier piece: Lot 14, the

eeve, her voice turning into

u promised! Don't let her take it. Buy it

hen turned his gaze back to Caitlin, who had al

of every prominent family in New York. He wanted her to

ldly, leading her to the front row.

lin, handing her an offic

ea

the paddle fir

's b