Chapter twelve: Meeting the president's son

Three days later, in the cold of the evening and with my hands in Harvis's we walked into the grand and welcoming room filled with people of mighty timbers and calibers. The air in the room was sweet and cozy.

As we walked in, I took a sit where he sat me and then he sat next to me. As I sat there, the MC began introducing and calling the official and VIP guests.

One of which struck my attention was the president's son who came in place of his father who was unavoidably absent.

As the party went on, the vibe escalated from cozy to party style. On the other hand, Harvis sat down taking gulps of drinks.

"Excuse me Harvis, can I have your attention for a moment?" A shrill voice asked and I looked up at the thick and blonde-skinned lady before me. Harvis exchanged glances at me and pinched my hands slightly, "I'll be right back Ava," he said and stood up from the seat and followed the lady.

About thirty minutes later, I looked at my wrist watch and he was not yet there. While I sat, I fe