Chapter 53 The Gala - Part 1

• The moment she stepped into the limousine, she could no longer pretend that everything was fine. Calm was the last word to describe her mood; anxiety, nervousness, and terror in any situation she could fall into.
• The entrance was an event in itself; a luxurious brown carpet marked the entrance. To her relief, Todd offered his arm, and they walked together to the entrance, where a tall guard of at least two meters accompanied the host of the evening.
• “Gentlemen, may I have your names?” he said somewhat hesitantly to those strangers who did not seem to possess great wealth.