She entered the grand hall, so ornately decorated.
One of them smiles at her, flashing those fangs.
“So how much is your family worth?”
She quivered on the inside. They couldn’t know she was human.
“Ten million,” her head was held high, voice clear and strong.
The aristocratic vampire stifled a sneer.
“Only ten million? You must be preeetty young then. Like 100 years or something,” she shuffled closer.
“My family’s worth 10 billion. I could show you the ropes if you want. I smell human. Would you like to find it and speak disparagingly of it with me?”
And they never found the human, because it was her. But by the end of the party, everyone was pretty sure that she was the human and she got turned into a vampire because she got bitten and barely escaped and it’s been 100 years so she’s really worth 10 million and now she’s best friends with the vampire who’s worth 10 billion who’s now worth like ten billion ten million.
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