WADE'S POVWhen my black car parked in front of the grand hotel, I was immediately greeted by light from the expensive chandelier sparkling in the lobby. Noisy, luxurious, full of people obviously used to this kind of gathering. Businessmen, politicians, and socialites, all smiling but I know each has their own intention behind their eyes. That's how all people are. They are hungry for power and money.When I got out of the car, I was immediately approached by Jane, Cecilia's personal secretary. She was wearing a black corporate dress and holding her tablet, as usual — neat, professional, and expressionless. "Good evening, Sir Wade," she greeted, slightly bowing as respect. "Ma'am Cecilia asked me to fetch you. She's waiting upstairs. You'll be entering the ballroom together."I nodded. "Thank you, Jane. Lead the way."While we were walking to the elevator, I noticed the looks of some guests — women whispering, men greeting with a smile but obviously just wanting to make their name sh
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