Help Me, My Friend

Stella's POV

"Stella, sweetheart, I want you to organize the auction. Pick bachelorettes for the auction. At least 20, dear." My father said on the phone.

"Yes, dad." I said before ending the call. Looks like I need to find single ladies out there.

"Hi Stella!" I turned around to see Bianca.

"Hey girl! What's up?" I asked while approaching her.

"I need to call the planner and the caterer. I've already called some but they said their schedules are full." She frowned a bit.

I rubbed her back and said, "It's gonna be fine. We can do this!"