The Expensive Truth Shouldn't Be Known

A PARTY was held on the ninth floor of Carnegie Hall,Weill Terrace Room in New York City. I was sipping a red wine named Château Cheval Blanc which was provided by the host of the party, Radus Clinton. He is one of the most successful businessmen I've met in my life. No wonder there is this expensive wine I am sipping in my glass at the party. As I look at the different guests that were invited tonight, most people here have a high background in business, even some famous actors and actresses are here. Well, I might as well say that I have a high background but not in New York City or even a part of the USA. Just in South America, Venezuela. As I was about to finish the red wine in my glass, a man approached me. "Hey Rassia! Welcome to New York City." He kissed me on my cheek and hugged me. "How is it going on in Venezuela?" I replied, "Everything is going very well in Venezuela. Apparently, my father told me that the message he received would be taken by me as instructed." Then I smiled and continued, "I've heard that you'll be giving me further instructions about it. I'll be looking forward to the instructions that will be given." He laughed with joy, "Just like what I expected of the Helortios Family. It's great to have a lady like you at the party. Oh well, I must say I will leave a message for you in the morning for further instructions. My instructions now are to enjoy yourself tonight. Oh right, before I forgot....." he came closer to my left cheek and whispered, "As you see, most of the people invited here are well known and a few don't have great images or high backgrounds in the party. A person will give you a letter at the end of the party for information about the person who will hire you and about to meet tomorrow." Then he waved to another person and they both talked, mostly about business. After an hour, I walked out of the Weill Terrace Room and stood in front of the Weill Music Room. I'm glad that the Weill Music room was not rented for today, so silence surrounded me. As I looked at the stars gazing at night, a man's voice suddenly approached me. "Why is a beautiful lady out of the party and going in front of the music room?" I smiled first and turned around to see the man that approached me. His eyes were dazzling gray, which was the first time I had seen a person with gray eyes in my life. He has this brown hair which was a little messy, but it actually makes him handsome. His clothes were a simple suit, but because of his body, it made him sexy with it. He has this high-bridged nose that makes his face very attractable even without the suit he's wearing. He broke the silence first and smiled, "I never expected you to have such beautiful green eyes." I giggled about his compliment. "You know how to flatter a lady, many women might fall in love with you easily." "That is why I take silence most of the time when I am invited to parties." "Even if you don't talk, many women will take interest in how good-looking you are." "Are you flattering me or is that a compliment?" I gave a soft giggle to him. "Maybe both." He stood beside me and also looked at the stars in the sky. He was holding a glass of red wine. "I'll take a guess. The red wine you are drinking right now is Chateau Mouton Rothschild." He laughed and said, "You know your beverages lady." He took a sip of the wine and finally asked, "I believe I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Jhasper. Jhasper Clinton. how about you?" "It's Rassia Vergio." I smiled. Of course, I gave a fake name although the first name I gave was my real name. "Rassia..." He gave thought about it and finally said, "I believe it's one of the common names in South America. Are you from South America?" I giggled again, "Seems like you're familiar with names in South America, and yes indeed, I am from South America." "I was invited to the party for nothing. But their wine was worth it, so I take the party as really worthwhile." I laughed, "Now you're saying if the wine you wanted wasn't at the party, then the party would be useless." "Hmmm, Maybe it is like that." His phone rang and he picked the call up. After a few minutes, I asked a question. "So even if the party is going on, work is everywhere?" He actually giggled, "Yeah, sort of. They were just asking about the papers if I had finished them since the deadline will be tomorrow." "Papers? You actually work in an office?' "Right guess." "So..." My phone rang when I was about to ask a question. Goddamnit "Yes?.... Yeah I've attended it.... UH-huh.... Shut up, that's none of your business..... yeah right... understood." then I hung up. I sighed and then he suddenly asked a question "What's the problem, Rassia?" "seems like I have to go now, since the party ended. I had fun chatting with you though, Jhasper." "I can see the future, want one?" I was confused about what he meant about want one? "Oh sorry, let me correct my question. Do you want to tell me what I have seen in the future?" I laughed, "Sure give one." "We'll see each other again. It's not the feeling. But I'm sure we will see each other again." I giggled 'I'm hoping, well then, See you in the future Jhasper the eyesight of future?" "Sure we will." then we both laughed. As I walked through the exit, a man was waiting outside. It's probably the person who will give me the letter. When I had already received the letter as I was supposed to, I opened it and read it quietly. Pol Ferecio, a man who owned the company GENIO, gave the task that you'll be accepting tomorrow morning. Be careful though! He's obsessed with pretty, hot women like you. But I hope you won't call the police just in case he does s****l harassment in front of you, right? Remember. This will be the last task you'll be given for you to be approved as the mafia heiress of the Helertios Mafia Gang. Goodluck! Your father, Davido Helertios is proud of you. Do not disappoint him! Of course, I won't disappoint him, but s****l harassment in front of me or s****l harassment towards me?? As I was about to get in my car, I saw Jhasper waiting for a cab to ride. When he saw me, he gave me a wave and a smile and I smiled back. "Ma'am Rassia?" "hm? Oh it's nothing. Just a person I met at the party." The driver smiled, "He is a good looking fellow." "I know, right?" Then I sat in the passenger seat at the back and the driver closed the door. When the car started to drive, a figure of a man was looking in front of the exit door. "Did father also ride an airplane to New York?" I asked the driver. He paused for a moment and said "No... He said he would come next week and rest for a while in the mansion. Why are you asking Ma'am?" "Nothing. I think it was just an illusion." "I understand. The next location would be in Lower Manhattan. I believe you need to go to the Alexander Wang Flagship Store?" "Oh, yes... Thank you for reminding me, I totally forgot about it." "Welcome Ma'am."