Chapter 335 The Prince

• Abby
• I turn the plain white business card over in my fingers for at least the dozenth time, still conflicted. In the week since that bizarre encounter with the man named Damon, I’ve agonized endlessly over whether to accept his cryptic catering offer.
• On one hand, the opportunity could be a huge boon professionally. My name attached to some exclusive elite event, paid handsomely? It’s terribly tempting given my situation, and I’d jump at every opportunity to get my team and I some extra work.