CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

ANDREW

“Why don't I go first?"

All heads turned to the masked man who stood up, wondering who he was and why he was disrupting this event.

“What are you doing? Are you trying to get us killed?” Jason whispered through his teeth, he shouldn't have expected something like this.

Andrew never followed through with any plans they made. They were just to observe and leave but he just had to make a scene.

“Please sir, have your seat. This isn't how it's done." The man standing on the stage holding a microphone cautioned him.

Andrew grinned as he kept standing, now that he had gotten their attention, it was time to make a move.

If these copycats think they could get away with imitating his business, they were so wrong. Auctioning humans was for the Coopers and everyone should know that.

“We're all here for the same reason aren't we?" He then stretched his hands towards Brenda, she took it and stood beside him.

“I have a very fine breed right here." He said, referring to Brenda like she wasn