"What should I do for a response, Mr. Clark?" Ron waved the glossy invitation for this year's Christmas benefit, watching as Richard poured himself another glass of whiskey.
"Nothing, we are not going. Make sure to tell Samantha that."
"Are you certain? They still sent an invitation..."
Richard sighed, rubbing the temples of his head in an attempt to relieve some tension. "It was just a formality. Amelie... If I were her, I would have sent an invitation to my mortal enemy simply because it's the right thing to do. But we can't attend. Not after what happened at the Castillo beach house."
"Then... what about the cause itself?" Ron understood his boss' logic but the annual Christmas benefits were quite a big deal for high society and even though it was clear that not many people would miss the presence of the Clark family, simply dismissing such an event seemed like a mistake.