Hundreds of guests wearing their spectacular gold and silver dresses which made the night wonderful. The venue was surrounded with glimmering curtains that matched to the event's motif.
Everyone enjoyed each other company while waiting for Mr. Dorothy and her daughter, Dalia. Aside from them, Martina wasn't still around that caught Aga's attention.
He called Martina's number a couple of times, but no one picked up the phone.
Aga Wilson excused himself from the other guests who enjoyed his company. He quickly went to the peaceful area where he could talk to her best friend instead.
"Come on! The party will start any moment from now." He murmured and caressed his temple out of frustration.
After a few attempts, Dalia finally answered.
"Hello—"
Dalia was about to ask him a question, but he cut her off instead. He looked so worried that Martina won't attend the party. It would be a huge embarrassment to Mr. Dorothy and to him.
