CHAPTER FIVEAmelia’s POV “Oh, please, go to hell. I wasn’t sold—it was a misunderstanding,” I denied, though deep down I knew my friends were probably looking for me… if they weren’t among the girls in that auction house.He chuckled, shaking his head.“You haven’t changed at all—still as gullible as ever. Let me explain how it works for you. You said you were hanging out with your friends, right? Was it Zara and that gang of jealous uglies you move around with?” he questioned, his voice dripping with disdain.“Don’t insult my friends like that,” I warned, scowling.“Just answer the damn question, Lia,” he snapped.“Yes. I met with them after work and we went to a club,” I replied, surprised by his harsh tone.“And do you know this club?” he pressed.“No. But it was fancy, with a long queue outside. They told me it was popular,” I explained.“And when you got inside?” he probed further.“We went to the VIP lounge, and some guys were waiting for us,” I said, notic
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