AT THE PARTY

"What kind of mission?" I inquired, still looking for a dress to wear.

"I've been invited to the Bloomberg Mansion," Uncle continued, and I put aside my search for dresses and sat down to listen because this seemed to be a serious mission.

"What for?" I inquired, and I overheard Uncle sigh slightly.

"They'll have a big home party to celebrate and show other millionaires and billionaires how they got so rich," Uncle said, and I just sighed.

"Uncle, maybe they're just celebrating for fun," I reasoned, knowing that Luna's family would never do such a thing, but why am I feeling strange? It's like instructing me not to interact with someone.

"Ellen, have you...already trusted them?" Uncle inquired, and that made me stunned for a second.

I responded, "Of course not, not at all," but had I already placed my trust in them?

Uncle asked with a dubious tone, "Then why, why are you defending them?"

I began to say, "Uncle, it's not like that—," but he cut me off.

"It's not like that!? C'