Arabella made sure to maintain a polite smile on her face while moving through the crowded party hall, greeting investors, family friends as well as potential clients.
She was at the eleventh floor of a five star hotel this evening, for the seventh birthday party thrown for Hazel, the reason for it being that Hazel’s father was one of the board members in her family’s company.
Based on the guest list and the overall ambience of the party, it was more for her parents’ network of investors and business tycoons than for the children's enjoyment, but she didn't have any problems about that.
However, as she was speaking to Alya, an old acquaintance, her eyes glanced behind her and landed on a familiar figure.
Oscar Harris.
He was leaning over the snooker table, and she felt a shudder ir
