My Fiancée, Her Assistant, and a VIP Pass to Betrayal

Summary

Since my favorite basketball player is hosting a meet-and-greet, I've ordered a VIP seat that comes with the benefit of interacting with the player in advance.

When the time comes, I follow a staff member to my designated seat. I'm about to sit down when a man walks over and takes my seat instead.

"This is where I can watch the meet-and-greet the best. I shall have this seat, then."

I just stare at the man, completely speechless. "Sir, this is my seat. Please get off the chair."

What I don't expect is for him to dig out a stack of cash before hurling it at me.