Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0252

ANASTASIA

I took a deep breath as I waited for the taxi man to hand me my change. The evening air was quite cool and comfortable on my skin, except that where I was headed made me a bit uncomfortable. "Here you go, ma'am," he handed me the crispy note with a polite smile.

"Thank you," I ducked my head as I stepped down from the car and made my way to the TechTaste Innovations building.

For a moment, I stalled a few feet from the door guarded by two bulky men in sharp suits.

No one had bothered to tell us the setting of the party. The invitation had been frustratingly vague about the dress code.

What if my dress was a total clash to the theme?

I itched to look down at my silk midi wrap dress and smooth it down with my hands but the men at the door had their eyes in my direction and that would look weird, wouldn't it?

I blew out my cheeks. Well, whatever theme it turns out to be, I'd have to blend in somehow. With that in mind, I strutted forward, my heels clicking on the ground softly.

As I entered the reception area I was awed by the sight that greeted me. In a matter of just a few hours, the place had undergone so much transformation. The normally ordinary reception area of Taste Tech had been converted into a grand ballroom.

It was a captivating classic party setting. The ballroom was adorned with shimmering chandeliers. They casted a soft glow over the delicate floral arrangements and the vintage furniture that had replaced the sad cushioned chairs and stiff counter that used to sit in the area.

The sound of the elegant melody filled the air, adding to the calm and sophisticated ambiance. Strings and piano notes wove together, creating an enchanting atmosphere.

scene from a foregone era, surrounded by

grace.

undoubtedly a pro, I thought as I walked farther

with some of the employees who caught my gaze. I had thought it would just be the company's staff and the new administrative team and probably, a handful of

my dressing blended right in with the theme and everyone's formal

hands and wiggled her fingers at me. "Over here."

her, "Hey." I managed a smile at the new face

excitedly, clutching to my arm. "The head organizer is

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"Okay," he chuckled, "This is going to be a very short one." The

coming and hoped we liked the theme in very few

if you don't fancy the theme then pardon me but believe me when I

few

after they had quieted down, "So tonight, I hope you will forget all about boring work and life's inevitable and countless problems and just have

WAS

walked off the stage and everyone went about enjoying their

table. "This place screams class! I bet they spent a fortune organizing this party." "Obviously," I

he'd