Chapter Twenty-Five
When there's no proof and no clue as to why things are the way they are, always trust your instinct; it rarely lies.
- Grace Chanbee
[Amber's POV]
My parents had gone for an all-night dinner party at the House of Levites, a five-star hotel, commemorating their 53rd Annual anniversary which only the high class was invited to.
It was more of an event for people above the age of 18 and my parents already informed me that I was 17 and was to become a full fledged adult by next year April.
My aunt's place had been quite okay especially because she was nice to me. Unlike our house which was jam-packed with several servants, she just had a few staff and I even preferred there because it wasn't too extra and although it was also lavish, it was simple and there was less drama.