Carina’s POV
Today was the day of the ball. I should have been getting ready but I was getting tipsy instead, really annoyed about the fact that I had to go and entertain guests.
I didn’t do pleasantries—it wasn’t my kind of thing.
The only reason I was going, was because I needed to collect all the money our so called friends and partners owed us.
They had no idea what was about to hit them tonight.
A knock at my bedroom door came before it was pushed open.
“Carina?” My father called out, “Are you ready yet? We’re getting ready to leave.”
“Not yet.” I replied back as I continued to do my makeup.
My father grumbled and said some things I couldn’t hear—obviously words of frustration.
“Just leave Alfred with me, father.” I sighed, “I’ll meet you at the banquet.”
“Fine, but
