CHAPTER 73 THE ELITE CLUB

"It sounds like famiSamanthar. I heard Camilla mention them before. Samantha called her on a video call to explain the weird invitation that showed up on her doorstep. "So, what's an elite club?" "It was one of the high-class clubs in society, and when I say society, I mean the whole of London. It was a big deal to get in, though I was a member," there was a smug tone to her voice. "So, in short, it's a club with people that sticks up their asses." Camilla gasped, "That's treason outside this world. It's more than that, Samantha, and I don't have a stick up my ass. If they invited you personally, then they must be interested in you. So, you must show up unless you want to be blacklisted among the losers of society forever. "Fine, fine. Hope I don't have to dress all fancy and all." "Of course, you have to dress fancy. You don't want to look out of place at a party like this. Now I'm worried. Should I come over and help you out?" "Yes, please. If not, I'd go there with baggy jean