My Promdi Wife
Good luck na lang talaga sa promdi na ‘yon at sana hindi siya magkalat.
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An hour later… The dining hall had been prepared. The Domingo Mansion was built to entertain politicians, ambassadors, and foreign investors. A thirty-seat dining table occupied the center of the room.
Crystal chandeliers hung overhead. Every plate, every glass, every piece of silverware had been aligned with mathematical precision. Exactly the way I preferred.
I took my usual seat at the head of the table. One by one, the guests arrived.
Aunt Cecilia and Uncle Renato and also the two board directors and three senior executives. Everyone greeted one another politely. Then the room suddenly grew quiet. I didn't need to