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Chapter SixtyNine

Author: Tory June
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-05 20:23:14
The Wills event was every bit as lavish as I expected. The massive hall of the Park Royal Hotel had been transformed into an very beautiful space with crystal chandeliers fitting the elegantly attired guests in a warm, golden light.

A breathtaking view of the city skyline, with lights glistening like a sea of diamonds, was provided by floor-to-ceiling windows.

Towering flower centerpieces adorned tables covered in white silk linens, their exquisite aroma mingling with the subtle hint of champagne in the air.

The evening was a charity gala, a usual Wills family event, and the guests came dressed to impress.

The women shimmered in beautiful dresses, their laughing bouncing off the marble floors, while the men looked brilliant in cut tuxedos.

A live orchestra performed softly in the background, adding a touch of timeless sophistication to an already magnificent setting.

I stood at the door, my arm linked with Tyler's, feeling out of place despite the stunning gown Bella had enc
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