A Regret in Red
Alexander threw a magnificent party for me.
The ballroom looked like a fairytale, moonlight spilling through crystal chandeliers, and the gifts were enough to form a small hill. A limited-edition sports car, the deed to a private island, and even rare designer sketches were flown in from overseas.
"Aurora, happy birthday!" Alexander handed me a document. "This is your birthday present."
I opened it and froze.
"This is...half the share of the Risingdawn Pack Group? This is too much! I can't accept it," I said quickly as I shook my head.