When Wilson had mentioned the party was "family-hosted," everyone had assumed it was going to be a small gathering with just family members. But unless the Owens had up to 100 relatives, then maybe that was it. The only "family-hosted" thing about this was that it was held in their mansion. Inside, there was a large and beautifully decorated ballroom.
It was insane the kind of things rich people did. And had.
The party wasn't ostentatious in the gaudy sense, but everything whispered of old money and refined taste. Low-key aristocratic, as Jack had described it, but still utterly magnificent.
Yes, the others were looking like they had just stepped into a fairytale. If you were to pay to join this kind of gathering, you'd probably pay millions to be invited into this 'social club'. Because the networks you'd find here were insane. Yet, they were all strutting in here. Courtesy of their bestie who chose a rich heir to fall for.
