#Chapter 146 Having a Ball

“The telephone has been ringing all day, Miss Wilson,” Benson said as we went over last-minute details for the evening’s charity ball. “Over two dozen individuals who declined your invitation due to other obligations now wish to attend,” he explained. “Even the hosts of another party have canceled their affair and wish to come to your ball.” “Can we accommodate them all?” I asked, wondering why this many had a change of heart. Benson assured me they would all fit in the ballroom, or they wouldn’t have been invited in the first place. It would be a challenge to handle this many last-minute guests, but each person attending paid a five thousand dollar donation to the charity foundation. How could we turn them down? “I’m sorry for all the extra work, Benson,” I apologized. “I never dreamed this would happen.” “It’s quite alright, Miss,” he replied. “It’s all for a good cause.” I patted him on the back. Benson was an absolute treasure. “Is there anything I