225 One week later, Darwin stood in front of his mirror, buttoning his jacket. He wore a high-end custom-made, his mother had given him, feeling a mix of gratitude and apprehension. Today, he was heading to a charity gala, an event his mother had insisted he attend. As he adjusted his tie, his thoughts drifted to the mysterious incidents of the past week, the attempted sabotage on his car. He couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the back of his mind, but he pushed it aside, focusing instead on the task at hand. After making sure he looked presentable, Darwin climbed into his Audi and set off for the gala. The venue was a luxurious ballroom, adorned with crystal chandeliers and elaborate floral arrangements. As he stepped out of his car and made his way inside. As he walked through the door, Darwin's custom-made suit caught the attention of the other guests. Whispers and murmurs filled the room. "Look at him, he doesn't even have the logo on his suit," snickered a
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