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Sebastian laughs.“Ignore him.We’ve known one another since Harvard, and we’re all incredibly competitive.”

“That’s an understatement,” Mason mumbles, then adds between coughs, “Four mil.”

Nice.

Let the games begin.

“Six.”Zander winks at Emily.

Clearly, he wants to die tonight.I make a mental note to top up my donation when I head to the restrooms.

“Ten,” I say loudly.

“You’re fucking kidding me.”Sebastian rolls his eyes.“Make ours twelve.”

Gemma giggles nervously.“My God, you guys.You’ll be broke by the end of the night.”

Everyone goes quiet.Between us we’re worth eleven figures.That’s eleven zeros.No one is going broke.Not tonight and not any other night.

In saying that, we aren’t in the habit of throwing money around for no reason or to be assholes about it.

Tonight’s charity is hosted by Connor Barrett’s wife Mia.They are fellow billionaires raising money for the American Heart Foundation.

I lost my mother to a heart attack not long after Jack died, and so every year, we give a stupid amount to the foundation to show our support.

Seb, Mason, Colt, and Zander all knew mom, and were there grieving alongside me.While I’m close to Damon and Derek, there’s something about having a group of friends like these guys and what we’ve been through that has bonded us.

I don’t know if they know, but I keep an eye on Sandy, Jack’s murderer.She’s been lying low but one day she will misstep.

When she does, we will act.

I do believe karma, with a little help from us, will have its day.

So yeah, throwing money at the AHF has purpose.

“Your boy is just showing off,” Zander says.

Gemma startles.“Oh, no.Mr.Carrington is not myboy.”

I roll my eyes and shoot Zander athank you very fucking much, assholelook.

“He knows you are my business associate, Gemma.Ignore him.He’s a scoundrel, and all the rumors are true about him.”

Zander grins wider.“Yes, they are.”

Gemma swallows and glances between us.

“Jesus.Let’s go.”I take her hand.“Let’s go look at the auctions.”

“Don’t bid on the bracelet.It’s mine,” Lexi calls out, and I catch her running a hand across Mason’s chest as we turn away.“Right, baby?”

“You know the conditions,” I hear Mason reply as we move through the crowd.

“What are the conditions?”Gemma asks,

I have a strong feeling it has something to do with his cock and Lexi not talking.That Gemma hasn’t connected the dots just shows me how inexperienced she is.

Innocent?Not so much, but I bet one look inside the Obsidian Club would have her running to the West Coast.