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The icy man with burning rage in his eyes glares at Andrea. Andrew smiles casually, “Nice to see you, Mr. Hamilton. It’ s been a while.” “Let go of her,” Lance hisses through gritted teeth. “You’re interested in her as well?” Andrew pretends to be amazed though he knew who raised his every bid. Andrea silently observes the two men, sizing them up. Lance’s commanding presence doesn’t overpower Andrew. Her instinct tells her Andrew is not just anyone. “Cut the crap,” Lance says, “Do you know who she is?” “I know her as the Lion Queen, a Miss Felicity Winter. And she chose me just now. Accept the consequences, Lance. It won’t look good for you if word gets out about your little tantrum here.” “Felicity Winter?” Lance frowns. “You really know Lance?” Andrew asks Andrea, “You didn’t ju