Deep down, Evan harbored a pretty dark, selfish thought. If he couldn't have Phoebe, he didn't want Gideon or Connor to have her, either!Connor didn't linger. He walked out of the office.Evan followed. "Where are you headed?""An auction.""What auction?""An art one."Evan had always been into that cultured, high-society vibe, but he didn't think Connor was. He wondered when the latter had started caring about stuff like this.…Ian sat on the couch inside a VIP box at an auction house. He eyed Gideon, who sat silently across from him, with curiosity. "What made you suddenly want to come here?"Gideon didn't answer. He just toyed with his phone, his expression icy. He was clearly not in the mood to talk.The second Ian saw him, he could tell something was off. He knew exactly how Gideon felt about Phoebe. Gideon treated her well—Flynn, too. He didn't mess around, was attentive, and took good care of people. Sure, he was standoffish, but that just meant that he wasn't the
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