Damon's POV
James: STOP IT!
Michael: BOTH OF YOU!
We stay frozen glaring daggers at each other' after a long moment, we let go and return to our seats not saying a word.
Michael: You are grown men goddamnit! Act your fucking age!
James: Michael is right that's no time for it!
My father turns to face Jason.
Michael: What do you mean you found the one who gave permission?
Jason: It was one of our employees, he was a chief of a department in our company and he took part in organizing the auction, he didn't ask for permission. He knew that once the girl was on stage there was no way someone could take her from there unless they bought her, he thought the money would help him get away with what he did.Hearing him saying this makes me sick! Who the fuck would think that way?!
James: Wait a minute, son, what do you mean you took care of it?
Jason doesn't hesitate and I see nothing but emptiness in his gaze as he answers.