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Chapter 011

Author: AUTHOR_DANNY
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AMELIA

For almost a whole week after the house party, I was still a major news item in the entertainment section of magazines, newspapers, and blogs. There were talks and speculations on when and if ever I was going to host another party, and if so, who was going to be on the invitation list.

I didn't want to pander to the public's wishes, not really. Still, after lazying about mostly at home with nothing to do and remembering how very in my element I was while preparing for the house party, I decided to host another one. But this time, I would take it further, and it would be a big party.

A color-themed party was what I opted for, and I began preparations right away. Thankfully, Damian's sprawling mansion had enough space to accommodate any other would-be party crashers. How easy it was for me to organize everything still amazed me.

"I think you're a natural at organizing events, Ms. Donovan," said the foreign chef I had hired when she and her assistants stepped into the grounds and
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