His eyes widened in confusion, and she turned her back to him.
"You can let him go," she said to the guards. "He won't be disrupting this auction again."
The guards looked to Sean, and he nodded slightly.
"Very well then," the head guard said. "He's free to go, but he may not roam the premises, and we will stay with him until he is off the grounds. Furthermore, he is banned from participating in or attending any other auction or event here ever again."
The vein in Lawson's temple looked like it might burst, but he didn't say a word. Slowly, he stood up with Madison, and Melanie rushed over to support him. They led him toward the door, and the security guards followed in lockstep behind him.
Before they could reach the door, a thin man with a red rose in his breast pocket greeted them. He carried a cane and had thick silver hair neatly brushed across his head. He nodded to Sean and reached out to shake his hand.
