Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss 18+ novel Chapter 241

“Do you throw a big birthday party like this every year?” I asked.

“Not quite but very similar. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I enjoy throwing these parties, but it is partly required for business. It’s also a way to connect with our clients and the public scene. We are a media company, so we need to stay in the spotlight as well. It would be bad if they forgot about me and the company,” Ace explained.

“I see…” I murmured.

I guess he was right about that. Even from where I was standing next to Ace, I could already spot a few executives from our client companies that I recognized walking by. The hall where the party was being held was very large and there was a large stage right in front where a band was currently playing. It truly was a fancy birthday party, and I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do.

“My father always made sure to throw these kinds of parties. If you’re interested, I can invite you to his birthday party as well. Trust me, it is much fancier with many more guests,” Ace said before he looked off into the distance.

My eyes instantly followed his gaze and soon I spotted Ace’s father engaged in an active conversation with a few other gentlemen. That was enough to convince me that this party wasn’t purely for joy and fun at all. In the end, I guess Ace didn’t completely lie to me when he told me that this was a business party because it might as well be.

“What am I supposed to do here?” I asked without bothering to hide my slight nervousness.

“Relax, Rina. Just hang around me and keep me from dying of boredom…” Ace replied while sounding very bored.

“You’re the birthday boy today so, let’s try to cheer up a little, ok?” I suggested with a smile.

“Maybe we can go over there and get some food. At least the food and wine here are supposed to be good,” Ace said as if that was all he could think of to comfort himself.

“Sure…” I murmured as I followed by his side.

As I watched Ace get us some food, I wondered if there would be anything special happening. It seemed abnormal for the party to just be a long socializing session. Ace turned to me and handed me a glass of white wine.

“Thank you…” I thanked him before taking it while making a mental note to myself to control the amount that I drank.

“This doesn’t taste too bad. The smoked salmon is good…” he murmured.

I felt it very strange that Ace wasn’t socializing with his guests as much. In contrast, his father was taking his job very seriously and it looked like he was striving to make the most out of this party. I guess that made sense given the exorbitant amount of money that must have gone into organizing this event.