CHAPTER TWELVE

The whole bar was turned into a beautiful, and perfectly decorated place, one would barely believe it was a bar.

"For sure Ethan Stone should be a very wealthy man." I whispered before I was dragged into the kitchen by Sarah.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?" I was perplexed

"You should have your best dress on because the party will be starting soon."

"Have you forgotten we're staff here?"

"Yeah, but we can party while we attend to the guests too."

"No, no. I don't want to get into trouble." I shook my head and was about to leave when Sarah pulled me back.

"It's for your own good. If you really want to save your brother, you should get dressed." Her expression was bleak.

"What does she mean?" I was thrown into confusion but still could not figure out what she meant.

Missing out on any opportunity was the last thing I wanted at that time. If Sarah was asking that I put on something nice, then I should.

I got out of the bar, it was almost dark. Guests were trooping in. I need