The charity gala

Roman's POV

"What do you mean the charity gala is taking place this evening?" I spat, glaring at the overtly-designed invitation card that Nathan placed on my desk.

"I'm sorry, sir. I brought it to your notice last week, so I thought you were aware of it, that's why I didn't call to remind you about it yesterday, sir." Nathan said, and bowed.

I inhaled deeply as I massaged my forehead. "So what time exactly is it happening?"

"You still have about two hours left, sir. It won't begin until five in the evening and it's about fifteen minutes to three now."

I groaned in frustration. "For fuck's sake, how could I have forgotten about something so damn important?"

He bowed once more. "By the way, the event coordinator told me to inform you that it's compulsory to bring a plus one and since almost everyone in the country knows about your fiancée, the chairwoman instructed me to tell you to take her with you."

I raised an eyebrow, "When did she tell you that?*

"I just got off the phone with h