Amelia Johnson bit her lip, brows furrowed. "So just one person per invitation?"
"Yep. Don’t believe me? Feel free to ask the staff." Sabrina Johnson smirked.
The staff nearby was already sick of Sabrina’s attitude. Now with Amelia joining in—though she was pretty—she lumped the two together and said coldly, "Exactly. Each invite is for one person only. Same goes for the VIP badge."
Amelia nodded as if it just clicked for her, then suddenly flashed a bright smile and wiggled the fancy badge in her hand. "Oh, you mean this? Lucky me—I’ve got one!"
The moment Amelia pulled out the VIP badge, the whole vibe changed. The host at the entrance instantly bent at a ninety-degree angle in a proper bow. "Welcome, ma'am. Please follow me. You’ll have a personal attendant for the evening
