Chapter 2 - THE BANQUET HALL EXPLODES
The sudden, brutal revelation tore through the crystal-adorned banquet hall like an unguided missile.
Grandma Beatrice stood paralyzed, her emerald green silk dress trembling as the crimson imprint of a slap burned on her cheek.
Lily clung to her mother Clara's burgundy velvet dress, her tiny hands shaking uncontrollably against the soft fabric.
Around them, high-society guests in luxury suits stood frozen, their champagne flutes hovering inches from their lips.
"Read the laboratory seal yourself, Beatrice!" Man 2 screamed, hurling the white envelope directly at her chest.
The crisp paper fluttered down onto the marble floor, landing right beside the ruined, cream-covered pastry stand.
Clara’s husband, Julian, looked between his mother and his wife, his face drained of every drop of color.
"Clara... what is my mother talking about?" Julian whispered, his voice cracking under immense emotional pressure.
"Ask your mother where she bought my daughter seven years ago, Julian!" Clara roared back, her eyes burning with pure venom.
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The heavy US flag mounted beside the stage caught the sudden draft of opening doors as security rushed inside.
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