Mine!

At the venue, there's a long line of cars, arranged in a line and at the red carpet, the occupants of the car exit, take some pictures and make their way to the venue.

It's more like a Celebrity award show than a Dinner amongst Business owners.

In their defence though, these business owners and the top 1 percent of the whole country so why not show off their glam?

Claude grunts. "Did they need to make the entry this lavish?" He asks no one in particular as he fishes in his pocket for something. He brings out a pair of white gloves and puts them on.

He sees Sam watching and he smiles slightly. "Wondering what it is for? Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough. I don't like to publish it either."

Samantha wonders what he's talking about but doesn't have to for long as it's their turn to get off the car.

"Stay in here, I'll open the door for us both." He exits the car and walks to the other side to open the door for Sam.

He extends his hand out to her just like before, and this time, s