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Chapter 30: I’m Pregnant
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The ballroom sparkled with resplendent light, casting shimmering reflections as the elegant melody filled the air. Graceful steps and twirls intertwined, painting a dreamlike scene on the polished floor. Among the dancers, Marcellus and Alia drew many glances, but another captivating pair—Elias and Lianna—also stole the spotlight.Lianna’s dress swirled like blooming petals with each step, her radiant smile so warm it could melt the winter’s chill. Dancing alongside her, Elias wore a perfectly tailored white suit, exuding the poise of a prince stepped out of a painting, his every move brimming with grace and charm.Lianna’s delight at dancing with her heart’s desire was unmistakable, her happiness lighting up her face.As the music transitioned into a new passage, the dancers began to exchange partners. Elias moved deliberately toward Lianna and Marcellus, offering a courteous bow and extending his hand to indicate his intention to swap. His eyes were gentle yet firm, leaving no room
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As the ball drew to a close, the grand banquet hall gradually quieted. Guests departed in small groups, their chatter and laughter fading into the night. The ornate chandeliers continued to cast a warm glow on the polished floors, but the once-vibrant atmosphere now felt hollow and forlorn. Silent servers moved through the room, collecting empty glasses and plates, leaving behind faint traces of the evening’s splendor.Alia stood at one side of the hall, watching the last few groups of guests bid their farewells. Her gown cascaded elegantly to the floor, and her fingers absently played with an intricately embroidered handkerchief. A swirl of complicated emotions danced in her chest. Her gaze drifted instinctively toward Marcellus, who stood in the center of the hall. Engaging in polite conversation with a group of noble guests, his cold, chiseled features softened by a faint smile of courtesy.When the final guest exited, Marcellus approached her with steady, measured steps. He stoppe
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