“Transfer papers are inside,” he added casually. “Tonight happened here. Thought it deserved to belong to you.”
Billions. Just like that. Given to me like it was nothing.
People around us gasped quietly, their eyes full of envy. They thought I had everything. They had no idea.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her.
Shannon.
She walked down the stairs slowly, back in her uniform, mask covering her face again. No one would recognize her.
But I did.
Her hands were clenched tight at her sides. Even without seeing her face… I knew. She wasn’t happy.
…
A moment later, Shannon let go of him and went back to work like nothing happened. She started setting up the champagne tower, careful and slow, standing on her toes as she stacked the glasses from the top down. For a second, everything looked normal.
Then suddenly, she slipped. Or… that’s what it looked like. Her ankle twisted and she grabbed the tablecloth in panic, and the whole thing came crashing down. Glass shattered everywhere, sharp and loud, like something breaking beyond repair. Pieces flew toward both of us. People gasped.