It was because you could tell how classy it was by looking at the guests attending the gala.
Standing at the gala venue were all Dorodo’s bigwigs, either famous businessmen or heads of prominent families. The one with the highest status was Mayor Quentin and his daughter, Shania.
With these two and so many rich and famous people in attendance, how could the gala not be classy?
The classiness of a gala was never measured by the quality of the food or wine but by the identity of the gala‘s guests!
Was there any banquet or ball in Dorodo that was classier than the gala tonight, which was attended by all members of Dorodo’s high society?
One could say that everyone famous in Dorodo was here.
The big shots from the Wosh family and the Montana family were here too. The head of the Wosh family, Benedict, and his daughter Miriam attended.
There was only one person from the Montana family, and it was Monica herself, who was invited.
Benedict and his daughter Miriam went up to Jagoan with Monica and greeted Jagoan with a slightly excited expression.
“Hello, Commander Jagoan. We met again… I didn’t expect you to intervene in the slum’s governance and even raise money for the poor. I’m impressed!”
Monica also said, “Commander Jagoan, the poor are calling you Taquila, a saint. I envy you…”
Jagoan smiled faintly as he heard Benedict and Monica’s remarks.
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