ULISES
I had gone to the Bell’s charity event.
It was supposed to be a calm evening. I attended because I had to make an appearance, but I didn’t really want to be there. The only thing on my mind was that witch who had haunted my thoughts all this time. I hadn't heard anything from her since I left the hotel almost naked.
At least she had promised not to file a restraining order, though honestly, you never knew what to expect from that woman. I declined Mrs. Bell's invitation to join the poker game, and instead, a certain Rodrigo Urriaga was invited.
For many, Mrs. Bell's poker games were synonymous with a million-dollar opportunity. For me, it didn’t matter whether I joined the game or not. For someone like me, attending such a party was crucial to signify my importance in that world
