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The room was buzzing with low chatter and laughter as the final toast concluded. Kira stood near the grand window of the banquet hall, the golden lights from the chandeliers dancing over her skin. The celebration of the 50 Chains Restaurant Bakery's global success had drawn friends, family, and high-ranking guests from around the world. Kira was simply grateful to be part of such a night—never imagining she would become the center of it all.

Then, without warning, the music stopped. A hush fell over the room like a velvet curtain being drawn. Kira turned around slowly, brows furrowed, lips parted in confusion.

Everyone began to clap.

At first, it was scattered applause. But then it swelled into a thunderous ovation that echoed off the crystal walls of the ballroom. People stood, smiling, their faces alight with admiration. Even the staff and performers joined in.

Kira blinked rapidly, her chest rising and falling in short, shallow breaths. “W