Chapter 54 The Gala - Part 2

• “Oh, didn’t you know? Thinking of accusing me? Please, it seems you’re at my charity dinner, so keep your mouth shut, make your donation, smile for the camera, problem solved.”
• “My apologies,” she says, red, but I don’t know if it’s out of embarrassment or anger. I don’t care, silly, silly, silly.
• To change the subject, someone at the table started talking about business, and I was forced to listen. Now that they knew I supposedly organized the dinner/gala, they wanted my opinion. Boring! I don’t think my brain has ever worked this hard.