I called over the auction staff. “Those three stays with me no matter the price.”
Their faces went pale. One of them stammered, “Miss, you know the rules in the auction. Don’t put someone like me in such an awkward position. Maybe you should speak to Mr. Stokes directly?”
As suggested, I went to Marcus’s private box. But before I could say anything, Judy pointed at the stage and said, “Marcus, those three are my favorites. I want them.”
Marcus’s expression hardened. “Didn’t you just say those things were tacky?”
“Well, I want them now. Aren’t you going to give them to me? I’m pregnant, you know. When the baby is born, I’ll tell him his dad is cheap!” She threw out the last remark like a weapon.
I paused, looking at her flat stomach that hadn’t swelled yet. So that was it. This woman had the nerve to come after me because she was carrying his child.
Marcus’s face grew cold. “Melody, I promised these to Judy. If you like them, I can find similar ones later.”
“You know what these things mean to me.” My voice went cold.