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Chapter Seventeen: A lonely Banquet

作者: Joyce writer
last update 最終更新日: 2025-06-01 04:15:12

~Mia’s POV~

I wasn’t particularly familiar with such gatherings, and part of my relief about being on this trip with Robert was because he knew how these things were done. Unsure of what to wear, I had finally settled on a black, silky pencil-length gown with strapless arms. I styled my hair sideways, letting it fall softly over one side of my face. Around my neck hung the silver necklace Robert had gifted me. I paired the look with an ivory-branded black bag and matching shoes. Dressed in black and silver, I looked elegant… but incomplete.

I had waited for Robert for an hour, calling him multiple times without a single response before heading out alone.

The moment I stepped into the event center, I paused to take it all in. The grand hall sparkled under a sea of crystal chandeliers, casting soft golden light on polished marble floors. Glasses clinked delicately in the air, and the buzz of sophisticated laughter floated between warm classical tunes performed by a live quartet in the c
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