ROBYN
The botanical garden transformed into an even more beautiful paradise with diverse plants for research and conservation, and I owed a huge thank you and donation to the curator for allowing me to book this event, which was a pleasure that she granted me one of the most memorable nights of my life.
The place was almost surreal, as if I walked into a fantasy movie. The lanterns hung low that casting warm light over the guests who buzzed with awe.
I glided through the crowd, smiled, and accepted their compliments.
“Hi. Thanks for coming, Mr. Shanewood.” I stopped by a handsome hazel-eyed man that I’d seen his face recently all over the news. He was a ladies’ man until something happened to the woman he had hooked up with. “Your support means a lot.”
“It’s Mad, Mrs. Kolby. Congrat
