We head back to the ballroom where tonight's party is held, classy music and noisy chatter greeting us as soon as we join the crowd. My father loves to throw lavish parties. He's quite generous with it. Champagne overflows from a flute pyramid next to an ice sculpture of our company's logo.
Tonight's party is a celebration of our company, SVR, closing a multi-billion dollar deal. The whole family is present, and so are the company's board members, and executive directors. Most of the employees are present too. They're excited to receive gifts and prizes from an event later this evening.
"Did you have a date tonight?" I ask, though I'm sure the escort service didn't give him one.
"Of course. Gabby."
His sister. "Ah. I haven't seen her. Where is she?"
He nods to the farthest table at the back. A teenager in a pink glittery dress sulks by herself, blowing and then popping her gum, scowling at us. I quickly wave at her and she rolls her eyes at me, the little shit.
