She looked at me, a victorious gleam in her eyes.
"Miss Romano, I'd suggest you give up."
"If you upset Clyde, your days ahead won't be so easy."
Halfway through her sentence, Everleigh suddenly broke into laughter.
"A trophy wife should know her place. Don't you think I'm right, Miss Romano?"
Everleigh's words sparked laughter from the crowd and even the host on stage struggled to hide a smirk.
But I simply waved my hand dismissively and let out a cold, biting laugh.
"So, Secretary Everleigh, you're set on fighting me for this today?"
Everleigh shot me a smirk, her eyes full of contempt.
"Azalea, let's be honest, you're just a housewife with no job. What do you have to compete with me?"
"Clyde just lit a sky lantern, meaning there's no bidding limit. Do you even have enough money to keep up?"
I slowly lifted my head and gave her a faint, knowing smile.
"Secretary Everleigh, you've got it wrong. You and I are not the same."
"I never need a man to pay for what I buy."
As soon as I spoke those words, the crowd erupted in mockery once again.
"Oh my God, she's putting on a show. Without Clyde, she wouldn't even be allowed in the door!"