Is this destiny?

Jeff and Aiden looked at Sarah who took the microphone from the MC and exchanged confused glances. The two of them turned their heads toward JoAnna who shrugged at their silent questions, indicating that she also has no idea what Sarah is planning.

Aiden felt a barely noticeable breeze and looked up. He manipulated Eve-vision and a second later broke into a smile.

Jeff nudged him. "What is going on?"

Aiden looked silly staring at the ceiling and grinning.

"Look up and change optical wavelength to 900 nanometers in options for vision frequency…", Aiden instructed Jeff.

"Mother of God…", Jeff said under his breath few seconds later.

There are hundreds of drones just below the ceiling level which are not visible with a naked eye.

A message was shown on Aiden\'s lens: "Get JoAnna to sit and you three enjoy the show."

He didn\'t need to look to know that it\'s from Sarah.

Aiden shifted to a chair away from Jeff and offered his to JoAnna.

"Is it OK if I sit?", JoAnna asked reluctantly. They were told that bodyguards don\'t get any service in the event hall, and even for sitting they need to go to the guesthouse.

Aiden nodded confidently while thinking about the drones above them. "In a minute, no one will care about sitting arrangements."

Few people reached for their necks and massaged them gently. JoAnna recognized that as a reaction when someone gets injected with one of her serums. If it\'s one person, it would not be suspicious. But she saw five of them holding onto their necks at the exactly the same time!

Jeff and JoAnna also got messages from Sarah to relax and enjoy the show.

Jeff leaned closer to Gia. "Whatever happens, don\'t panic and stay put. We will take you home in a bit."

He felt sorry for this young woman who is sitting like a nervous statue for almost four hours.

Gia nodded with a sheepish smile on her face. She is relieved that there is a hint of this night coming to an end. She turned toward the stage. Everyone was now looking that way.

"I would wish a good evening to everyone, but I see that some are not having a good one, so I will skip the pleasantries…", Sarah spoke into the microphone. "You must wonder what I\'m doing here. You can stay that I decided to join the entertainment part of the program. The sight of what is going on here, stimulated me to act."

Sarah looked at the crowd staring at her, and some of the people smiled and stirred, expecting her to strip or something like that. How else can a woman be stimulated to entertain a gathering of over one hundred men?

Marcus and Lukas were not close to each other. Their eyes met over several tables and both of them were puzzled by what is going on. They recognized woman as one of Jeff\'s Russian bodyguards, but what is she doing on the stage?

Sarah checked the time and confirmed that the truth serum should be working on those who received it. "For what I want to do… I need a volunteer. Anyone?"

Few men raised their arms, but Sarah was not interested in them.

"You…", she called one man in his sixties, who was seated two tables away from the stage. "The one with a blonde hostess on your lap. Can you do me the honor and join me here? I need a man like you by my side for my act to be successful."

The man glanced around but didn\'t object. The hostess moved, and he walked to the stage. The closer he got, the more he smiled. He was excited to see how good-looking Sarah is.

"Why don\'t you start by telling us your name?", Sarah held the microphone close to his mouth while moving her body out of the reach of his hug.

"Ricardo Gomez.", the man responded.

"And how did you earn an invitation for this gathering?"

"I own a publishing company, and I fabricate news which put Marcus White and his son Lukas in a good light." The man looked around in panic as soon as the words left his mouth.

Some people in the audience gasped. All of them are doing things under the table for Marcus but being blunt about it is not a wise thing to do.

Sarah was visibly entertained by the reactions received, and she continued asking the man: "Why is a man of your age and status interested in fondling a barely-conscious woman in her mid-twenties?"

He looked at Sarah like she asked something obvious. "How else do I get to touch a woman? My wife does not want to look at me. I need to pay to get affection from random women."

"What is the meaning of this?!", Marcus roared over murmurs of the audience.

"Mr. White, right? Marcus White? Do you want to join the show?", Sarah looked at Marcus innocently, like she does not see his outrage.

"What show? Get off the stage!", he growled.

Sarah shook her head, denying to obey. "Not so fast, Mr. White. I\'m not done yet."

He narrowed his eyes. "Unless you are going to strip, get off the stage!"

Sarah showed to her current assistant (aka Mr. Gomez) that he can go back to his seat and then she turned to Marcus.

She tilted her head slightly and broke into a smile. "Strip? I didn\'t think about it… but now I am thinking of stripping you of your valuables."

"What?", Marcus looked at Sarah\'s grin in disbelief for a second and then he gestured with his hand. He had enough of this nonsense! How dares she ruin his party? He sneered while thinking that he will teach her a lesson, soon.

About twenty bodyguards stepped closer the stage, with guns pointing toward Sarah.

Jeff, Aiden and JoAnna stiffened in their chairs. No matter how confident Sarah is, the scene in front of them is not easy to look at.

Sarah stifled a laugh. "Guns? Really? Oh, that puts me at a disadvantage… Or not."

Marcus was shocked to see that all bodyguards with guns fell on the ground without a sound.

They are not moving! Marcus\' chin trembled from fear mixed with anger.

"Who are you? What is this?", he asked in a shaky voice.

"I am a thief. And this is a robbery.", Sarah responded with a smile. "Do you have any other security around, or can I start with my part?"

Another group of Marcus\'s bodyguards rushed into the hall, but they all fell on the ground before they had a chance to pull their guns out. Within seconds, there was a strange pile of unmoving bodies partially blocking the entrance which connects to the hallway of the main building.

The guests started looking around, hoping that someone will do something about this situation. They were panicking. Why did all this people just collapse? What is going on? Who is that woman?

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