Ian Jarvis's pathetic display made Stella Sterling unable to resist giving his side a hard pinch.
The playboy couldn't care less.
He was willing to sacrifice his damn waist today; he *had* to shake Roman Rhodes's hand.
Stella Sterling gave a soft scoff and whispered to the man, "My cousin, Ian Jarvis."
Roman Rhodes didn't put on any airs. He shook his hand amiably. "A pleasure, Mr. Jarvis."
Ian Jarvis was so excited he almost dropped to his knees.
The fact that Roman Rhodes had actually said "a pleasure" to him made the playboy feel like he could do whatever he wanted in Port Vesper for the rest of his life.
During the latter half of the auction,
Stella Sterling had no interest in watching. Her attention was completely captivated by the man beside her.
She wasn't even sure what she was thinking about. She just couldn't seem to focus.
There were less than twenty minutes left until the end of the evening auction.
A warm breath suddenly brushed against her ear.
