Meanwhile, inside a secluded private room on the second floor of the banquet hall, I stood there in a black suit Maria had specially commissioned for me, a glass of red wine in hand as I gazed down at Donald, who was basking in the spotlight onstage.Maria, who was standing next to me, had a dark look on her face.Then, she murmured, "It's time."The applause was deafening inside the banquet hall. The cameras flashed like blinking stars, making Donald, who stood at the center of the stage, look like a king.Donald said, holding the microphone as he gazed affectionately toward the VIP seats in the first row, "I would like to invite my most beloved mother, Mrs. Maria Verix, onto the stage to witness this exciting moment with me."Every pair of eyes in the room instantly turned toward the top of the white-marble spiral staircase leading down from the second floor.Maria elegantly descended the stairs one step at a time, dressed in a black velvet gown, her face covered in frost. Howe
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