The wedding hall was bathed in a harsh, blinding light.The emcee smiled brightly and handed the microphone to Alice. "Come on, let the bride change how she addresses you. She should call you Mom. The gift is just symbolic—10,000 dollars with best wishes!"I held the wine glass in my hand, ready to propose a toast.Alice sat in her chair, eyelids half-lowered, clutching the money without moving a muscle."Ten thousand? That's history."She curled her lip, her voice ringing across the entire hall."If you want to marry into the Forrest family, you follow our new rules. Frankly, I don't see any sincerity from you. Let's round it up to 500,000."The room fell dead silent.The emcee froze, microphone still raised.My hand stiffened midair. I turned to look at Dylan.He stood there in the suit worth 30,000 I had bought for him with his head down, eyes glued to his phone, acting like none of this concerned him.I took a slow breath, forcing down the anger rising in my chest. "Mom,
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