Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26 Old Debts, New Faces

The clerk looked nervously between them. “My lady…, will you be raising your offer?”

Alaric’s eyes glittered. “Yes, tell us–are you going to raise it again?”

Finestand

His tone was biting, mocking. Elowen hesitated, her lips pressed tight. She had only brought a little more

han two hundred with her today.

She was just about to offer it all–damn the expense–when Alaric, clearly enjoying himself, cut her off.

Doesn’t matter what you offer,” he said, languidly smug. “I’ll always outbid you. Add fifty more to whatever she says.”

Elowen stared. He was doing this on purpose. Just to spite her

Alarie met her gaze squarely. “I did say… things I want, I always get

Her chest rose and fell sharply with anger. The clerk turned to her, hopeful. “So… are you withdrawing? Shan we sell the bangle to this gentleman?”

Elowen, suddenly thoughtful, didn’t answer right away.

Her expression shifted.

She smiled sweetly. “Are you really that determined to take something from me?”

Alaric inclined his head. That was all she needed. She beckoned the clerk with a finger.

The man leaned in, puzzled, as Elowen whispered something in his ear. His brows rose. He hesitated. Then he nodded.

Elowen turned back with a satisfied smile. “Honestly, the bangle isn’t even that special. You want it for two hundred Fine. It’s yours. I’ll take that hairpin instead.”

She pointed to another item. “Ten?”

The clerk nodded.

“I’ll take it.”

Alaric sneered “Sixty As I said–whatever she wants, I’ll add fifty.”

But Elowen didn’t look the slightest bit upset. She simply nodded, then pointed to another piece. Another and another. Each time, Alaric added fifty.

By the end, she let out a happy sigh and glanced at him with a half–laugh. “Well then… shall we tally up?”

The clerk, already prepared, stepped forward with a ledger in hand. “Sir, you’ve purchased thirty–eight items in total. That comes to one thousand and eighty”

Alaric blinked. That much?”

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Finished

The clerk beamed. “Yes”

Alaric hadn’t brought nearly that much. He had come light, unaccompanied He forced a composed expression. “I’ll have someone deliver it this evening.”

Of course!” “The clerk practically bowed. “We’ll prepare everything for delivery. May I ask where to send

…They’ll know where,” Alaric muttered vaguely.

Very good, my lord.” The clerk handed him a slip. “I’ll need your seal or signature here.”

Alaric looked down at the number, felt the color drain from his face. He signed anyway, lips pressed tight.

If his mother found out–he shuddered to imagine it.

Still, in front of everyone, he could only keep up appearances. He reached for the now–cold drink–but his hand trembled, spilling a few drops.

Then the clerk turned to Elowen with a grin. “My lady, shall we prepare your share?”

Alaric stiffened. “Her share?”

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