Maxwell's eyes widened in astonishment as he opened the letter and read its contents. He had been invited to the esteemed annual gala, a first for him despite his reputation as a powerful and influential billionaire. The unexpected honor left him stunned.
"Take a seat, Marcus," Maxwell instructed, and his assistant obliged.
"I must admit, sir, I was taken aback when I received the invitation," Marcus said, echoing Maxwell's surprise.
"We have a week to prepare," Maxwell said. "Let's discuss the details," he added, and Marcus nodded in agreement.
Isadora sat in her room, still lost in thought about her earlier conversation with her father. She couldn't help but feel disappointed in herself for expecting more from him, knowing his selfish tendencies all too well.
