Chord Party Favor นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Years ago, her father used her birthday party as an opportunity to socialize with his partners. Therefore, she did not dare to ask Thang Vu to play the piano because she knew that Thang Vu did not want his passion to be contaminated for business and self-seeking purposes. As far as she knew, all the money he got after each award, he contributed to charity funds. The sound of the piano has just ended, and the music is also turned on to prepare for the dance. While everyone was holding hands and walking to the space in the middle of the party room, the large door suddenly opened, causing everyone to turn their heads to look at the same time.

Woah that was shocking , Lewis's party's were highly celebrated in King's high , any person that was invited would have an invisible golden charm if they get invited to his party it was just that , Lewis hardly held a party . To think that I was invited to this so called 'highly anticipated 'party.

“I’m saying he doesn’t get to ask my girlfriend for a fucking favor, especially since he’s made it clear what he wants from you.” “Well this isn’t like that at all. And I wouldn’t tell you about it, if that’s what he wanted.” “Not making things better, Piper,” I tell her. She exhales. “He’s throwing a party for Jordan.” “And I told him he could do it without me. I won’t be there,” I reply. “But if you don’t go, there’s a chance Jordan won’t go. It’s his birthday. His party,” she says, like she’s actually arguing on behalf of that asshole.

He needed something more than just a whim, something that would resonate with Arc. "It's an LGBTQ-themed party, and we could use some more publicity," Chelsea explained. "It'll make our friendship pretense even more believable, and we can take tons of pictures and videos there." Arc's face fell, his eyes clouding with disappointment before his expression turned neutral again. His walls were back up, and Chelsea sensed a hint of hurt behind his words. Arc nodded curtly. "I guess I'll have to come since I signed a contract." "Great!" Chelsea's tone was chipper and triumphant.

It felt good to have a purpose, something that didn't involve navigating the minefield of my marriage or trying to decode the contradictory signals my husband sent. "He'll love it," I told her, even though privately I wondered if Thaddeus was the type to enjoy surprise parties. He seemed more like someone who preferred intimate gatherings to large celebrations. "The yacht was a brilliant idea." Cordelia beamed at the compliment, practically glowing with pride. "I wanted it to be special. He's been such a good friend to you, and friends deserve to be celebrated properly." There was something in her tone, a particular warmth when she mentioned Thaddeus, that made me study her face more careful

Just then, the stonemason stepped out and handed me a headstone with the name already carved on it. "Luna Evelyn, the headstone you ordered is ready." Eric and Mia saw my name on it and froze. Mia's hand flew to her mouth. "What? A headstone? Luna Evelyn, you followed Alpha Eric all the way here just to put on this show? You even had a headstone made just to fish for sympathy. How original." Anger flashed across Eric's face, and his voice turned cold. "So this is what you were after? Why keep pulling these stunts to win my favor and grinding my trust to dust?"

Ian answered. "Oh please.. You should feel lucky because I hardly take much time to get ready. Anyways, help me with the gown. I'm stuck between blue and baby pink. Both are gorgeous." Pari sighed. "I'm sure both look good on you. But I've always admired you in blue. You look like an angel in blue" Ian replied. "Cool, blue it is then. Anyways, do you have any idea how boring this party would be? I need to be mentally prepared" Pari never really enjoyed the suffocatingly sophisticated parties, she preferred a simple party where people didn't discuss business and enjoyed their time.

I can feel the heat rising into my cheeks and I have to quickly look away before he notices. Suddenly, Chloe’s voice breaks through my reverie. “Let’s get this party started!” she says, turning up the music. Soon, we’re all a little tipsy, swaying to the beat of a Spotify playlist that Daisy insisted was the “Ultimate Cleaning Mix.” I find myself moving my hips while scrubbing the walls, and I look over to see John and Ethan attempting the moonwalk with mops. “We’re setting a new standard for house parties!” Ethan shouts over the music, and we all burst into laughter.

Their mom told them. "That would be great mom, everyone has been saying the same." Stacey smiled. "Yeah mom the invitation cards are ready, I'll invite lots of students from our school, The party is gonna be the talk of the town for a long time. "We can have two parties, you and Dad can attend, invite your friends but the second party would be for the young ones." Chelsey grinned. "What are you trying to say Chelsey? I'm not old I'm a young blood." Her mom muttered.

“We can have that lovely orchestra that Josie and Walter used at their daughter’s coming out party, what are they called? The Moonlight Waltz, or something or other. Oh, and when you officially propose at the engagement party, we can do it outside so we can use firecrackers, just like they did at that wedding we attended in France. It’ll be wonderful.” Meg’s fork was poised over her salmon, but her eyes were glued to Charlie’s across the table from her, neither of them even blinking.