CHAPTER 18

The gala night came sooner than expected. Chris had been skeptical of the success of their plan at the event, but Monica had urged him to remain calm and trust her. According to her, she had got everything covered.

Some minutes past 9pm, a few guests had started coming in. Chris had a representative wait at the door of the grand hall, to welcome all the guests while he watched as they smiled, shook hands and kissed each other's cheeks.

"The fake love," Chris thought to himself.

He was disgusted by the sight of it - so many rich people gathered together for the sole purpose of giving a tenth of the wealth they had stolen from the masses back to the poor. To them, they were being very generous. To him however, they were nothing more than a bunch of thieves who wanted to cover up their evil deeds with a little generosity.

Chris watched from the top floor as more people trooped in, and soon enough, he locked gazes with a man on an ink black suit. Everything about this man smelled like tr
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