Chapter 82 Eighty Two

• MAYA’S POV
• Heat burned in my cheeks as I stepped back from the crowd, humiliated, trying to steady my breathing. That worthless chain was gone — Ryan had bought it for some ridiculous amount, and everyone had cheered like it was a heroic moment. I could barely stand to look at him, holding Ariel’s hand as if she was the only woman who mattered.
• I turned sharply on Bryan, voice sharp. “Why did you even bid on it? What was the point of throwing money away in her trash?”