Chapter 73: You'll Pay
- For a moment, Catherine felt bad. Lawson's jowls trembled, and his eyes were wide. The dark circles under his eyes were still there, and his skin looked pasty and pale. The tuxedo hung slightly too big on him—he really was a broken man.
- "I can't stop the auction now," she said.
- "Well, if you refuse, I'll do it myself," he huffed.