Cheney's POV
In the afternoon, the Royal Club party went ahead as scheduled. I came to the clubhouse early and waited for the fish to take the bait. When I saw Zaniyah appear in a white dress worth 300,000 dollars, my mouth stirred.
She walked straight up to me and softly said, "Hi, honey."
I raised my eyebrows and said lukewarm, "It's Mr. Cheney. What's up?"
"I came to the corporate party instead of my father."
I motioned to Milo with my eyes, "Milo, please entertain Ms. Zaniyah."
Milo was about to step forward when Zaniyah said, "Cheney, can I have a word?"
I glanced at her. "No, there are many guests here."
"Just a minute, please!" She begged.
"I'm terribly sorry. I have no time for you." I turned and pretended to go.
After frowning for a moment, she said, "Cheney, I just want
