From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: An Invitation

Max wasn’t the only one caught in the quiet limbo of post-graduation. For Sheri, the change in her life was just as real, just as strange. Graduation was supposed to be the clean slate, the open horizon, but instead it felt like she was standing at a crossroads with no clear signposts.

One thing that had remained constant, though, was her growing connection with Cindy. Since Abby’s passing, Sheri had kept up her conversations with Cindy, more than that, she found herself seeking them out. They weren’t best friends, not in the traditional sense, and Sheri didn’t know much about Abby beyond the stories Cindy sometimes shared. But still... she could never bring herself to push Cindy away.

Somehow, Cindy felt safe. She felt like someone Sheri could talk to honestly, without worrying about status, wealth, or appearances. And in return, Sheri felt like a genuine friend for Cindy as well. That was rare in her world.

Of course, there was the part of her life she didn’t share. The truth of being a wealthy heir, the constant weight of family expectation, the secret life of privilege and responsibility. That part remained locked away.

Now, in the soft morning light streaming through the wide windows of her family’s luxurious apartment, Sheri sat at the island counter with her usual breakfast spread, fresh juice, buttered toast, and a plate of fruit cut into perfect little squares by staff who had already tidied the kitchen spotless.

Her mother, Sanna, emerged humming a cheerful tune. She floated into the room with an ease that Sheri hadn’t seen in years. There was lightness in her steps as she hopped onto the stool across from her daughter, the hum trailing into a content sigh.

Sheri had noticed it lately, her mother seemed... happy. The company’s profits were finally stable, the pressure from investors had evaporated, and there was no longer that looming threat of collapse hanging over their heads. Without constant panic about targets, sales, and debts, Sanna had become almost unrecognizable. Relaxed. Cheerful.

Sheri couldn’t help but smile at the sight. It warmed her, even if a part of her remained wary.

"Now that you’ve graduated," Sanna began, her voice suddenly shifting from playful to serious, "I thought it was best we talk about an important matter."

Sheri’s smile faltered, her stomach dipping. She feared what might come next.

"I’m talking about your marriage."

"Mom!" Sheri groaned, her face twisting into exasperation.

"No," Sanna cut her off sharply, holding up a hand. "Before you say anything, listen. It’s already been arranged."

Sheri’s eyes widened.

But Sanna leaned forward, softening her tone. "Look, I said before and I’ll say again, you don’t have to marry anyone you don’t want to. Not for the sake of saving the company, not for anyone’s convenience. But what I do want you to do is start looking for potential matches."

Sheri blinked. "...Matches?"

"You know how it is," Sanna continued, as if it were obvious. "People of our caliber cannot just trust anyone. If others know who we are, if they see how much wealth we have, they’ll come after you for the wrong reasons. They’ll marry you to climb higher, to access what we own, not because of you. So I’ve decided, " Sanna straightened proudly, ", to host a party. Officially, it will be to celebrate your graduation. But I’ve instructed our connections to bring their very best candidates. Their sons, their heirs. You’ll meet them, you’ll talk, and you’ll have options."

Sheri slumped in her chair, shaking her head. She thought her mother had changed. She really had. But clearly, old habits died hard.

In the end, it was always easier just to go along with these things. Resisting only led to arguments that went nowhere, and besides, Sanna wasn’t forcing her into anything. She could always reject the suitors afterward. And truthfully... Sheri didn’t even know what she wanted for herself yet.

Her mother leaned closer, eyes bulging wide. "This... this is the Ruby Canal necklace! Do you understand? This is a one-of-a-kind piece by the famous designer Confere Junard. This necklace alone, it must be worth at least a million dollars! And they sent it to you!"

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