You were at your family’s banquet, surrounded by many uncomfortable rude rich men, most of which were your family’s business partners. No one was approachable.

Except for this one woman across the dance floor, as scary as she was. She was leaning against a pillar with champagne in her hand, wearing a lavish suit with vivid red heels, a blank expression on her face.

You made eye contact and nearly blushed. But went over to her.

“Hello.” She simply said, tilting her head.