What's happening this time?
"Go tell the Spellman family that I've accepted their dinner invitation, and I hope they'll show me their sincerity."
"Yes, boss."
Jonah quickly messaged the Spellman family back.
Meanwhile, Sophie was already starting her preparations for the evening. This high-society gala, hosted by a mysterious lady of note, reportedly carried significant international clout. She was curious about the person behind it, someone with the power to casually orchestrate such an event.
"Sophie, how do I look in this dress?" Sandy twirled in front of Sophie.
Sophie's mind was elsewhere, not even lifting her gaze as she mulled over her strategy for the evening. "Yeah, it looks pretty."
"You're obviously just humoring me!" Sandy's face was filled with dissatisfaction.
Sophie looked up, somewhat helplessly glanced at Sandy's black evening gown, and said, "It's beautiful, seriously."
Sandy felt more and more that Sophie was brushing her off and eventually, she just pouted and turned to the mirror herself. She had always wanted to attend such a gala!
"Ms. Sophie, the staff you requested are all prepared." Jonah walked in with two rows of bodyguards in black, wearing sunglasses with their hands behind their backs, their entrance exuding a powerful aura.
Sophie scanned the group and commented, "Not bad, feels secure."
"You brought people?" Sandy looked at Sophie, puzzled. "Aren't we just going to a gala? Why bring so many people?"
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