Connor's ice-blue eyes revealed nothing as he raised his paddle again. "7 million."
The bidding war escalated, neither of us willing to yield. I bit my lip, calculating rapidly. The pendant wasn't worth this much, but the potential alliance with the Silverridge pack certainly was.
"7 million to number 20," Victoria announced. "Do I hear 7.1?"
I raised my paddle again. "7.5 million."
(Connor's POV)
I watched Ethan Grey's desperate bidding with mild amusement. His determination to outbid me was transparent—this was about more than just the pendant.
Victoria Blackwell announced with practiced neutrality, "Seven and a half million, number 20. Anyone higher?"
I raised my paddle once more. "Seven and a half million."
"Eight million," Ethan called out immediately, his voice strain
