LOGINBy the time evening settled over Manhattan, the hotel hosting the charity gala had come alive.It was one of those grand Manhattan hotels that seemed designed to remind everyone who entered that they were standing somewhere important.Tall glass doors opened into a marble lobby glowing beneath enormous crystal chandeliers. Waiters moved quietly between elegantly dressed guests, carrying champagne and wine. Security stood discreetly along the walls while photographers gathered near the entrance, waiting for the night's most recognizable names.Inside the ballroom, round tables dressed in white linen filled the enormous space. Gold candlelight flickered from the centrepieces, while towering floral arrangements rose from crystal vases.At the far end of the room stood a beautifully decorated stage. Tonight's event was being held to raise funds for Silver Mercy School for Deaf Girls.And judging by the crowd, some of the wealthiest and most influential people in New York had come prepared
George's phone vibrated against his desk. He glanced at it without much interest, expecting another reminder from his secretary or one of the countless messages that had been piling up since morning. His day had been nothing but meetings, contracts, phone calls, and decisions that somehow always seemed to require his attention immediately.But the moment he saw the name on the screen, Sam–Yennifer’s bodyguard, he quickly picked up his phoneGeorge opened the message immediately, and it read,“Good day, Sir. Your teammate, Mr Anthony Drew, is currently with Miss Yennifer”His fingers stopped moving across his laptop as he read the message again. His expression remained unchanged, giving nothing away, but the slight tightening of his jaw betrayed the irritation he refused to acknowledge.It was barely noticeable. The kind of reaction no one would have caught if they had been standing beside him. George leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the message as he read it once moreAnth
“I completely forgot.”Chloe laughed. “How do you forget an event you're supposed to attend? An event filled with almost all the A-list celebrities in New York!"“I haven't forgotten exactly. I just haven't thought about what I'm going to wear to the gala. I haven't attended one before”“Then we need to fix that. Good thing you have me.” Chloe said, causing Yennifer to look at her suspiciously. “Why do I feel like this is going to cost me?”“Because looking good is a serious business, darling. But for now, we need to head back to work before they fire our asses.” They both laughed as they hurried back to work***Four hours later, after the close of work, both found themselves perusing more than five clothing stores already. Their search was taking longer than either of them expected.They visited several boutiques, examining dresses, rejecting colours, and trying on a few options that didn't quite feel right. Left for Yennifer, she would have chosen one in under an hour, but unfortun
Yennifer smiled sweetly at him, her eyes slightly unfocused.“I bought you…” She hiccupped, pausing as though trying to remember what she had been saying. “A gift.”George stared at her for a moment. “A gift?”She nodded enthusiastically. “Yes. For you.”Then, as though remembering something important, she pushed the duvet aside and struggled out of bed.“Yennifer, where are you going?” George asked, concerned about her well-being “Wait!” she announced, raising one finger. “Don't move.”George watched as she made her way to the shopping bags near the wardrobe, swaying slightly. At one point she almost lost her balance in her drunken state but then caught the edge of a chair and steadied herself before continuing.He sighed, already wondering how much trouble one tipsy woman could cause in the space of a few minutes.Then Yennifer crouched beside the bags, rummaging through them until she found the one she wanted. “Found it!”She turned around triumphantly, holding a small, beautifull
Yennifer stretched her arms above her head, letting out a small yawn as she slowly opened her eyes.For a moment, she remained still, enjoying the warmth of the sheets before she turned towards the other side of the bed, expecting to see George, but instead it was empty.She blinked, but George was nowhere to be seen.Then she glanced at the bedside clock before sitting up. It was a little after eight.Perhaps he's downstairs. She thought. Pushing the duvet aside, she climbed out of bed and headed into the bathroom.After showering, she put on a pair of comfortable jeans and a loose blouse, tied her hair into a ponytail, and headed downstairs.The first person she spotted was Eleanor, seated in the living room with her exercise mat spread out in front of her.“Good morning, Grandma!” Eleanor looked up from the stretch she was attempting.“Rose! Good morning, darling.”Yennifer approached and kissed her cheek.“Exercising, I see?”“Trying to. Apparently, my body has decided that gettin
“What did she do?”Yennifer thought as she lowered her gaze to her phone. Perhaps she was reading too much into it. Just then the front door opened, and Yennifer looked towards the entrance when she heard the familiar voice.“Grandma!”Eleanor had just returned, looking rather pleased with herself.“Rose!”Yennifer stood and hurried towards her, hugging her like she really needed motherly love at the moment.“How was your day, darling?” Eleanor asked, accepting her hug before staring at her so motherly, like she was her child, just what Yennifer wanted to get out of the conflict George had pushed her into some seconds ago“Good. How was the event?”“Oh, exhausting. Those women can talk for England.” Eleanor waved a dismissive hand. “I don't know how I survived the afternoon.”Yennifer laughed. Before asking, “Would you like something to eat? I actually cooked”“Not yet. I had something before coming home.” Eleanor glanced towards the dining table. “Wait. What, you cooked?”Yennifer sm







