The mockery

The following evening, Michael, dressed in a sharp suit, accompanied Olivia to the charity dinner. His suit was a high-end custom-made offered by his father Edward Ventura.

Excitement buzzed in the air as they arrived at the charity dinner, thrilled to be a part of such a prestigious event. As they walked through the door, Michael'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 woman in a designer gown, pointing at Michael.

"Oh, how embarrassing it must be to not have the latest trend on your outfit," added a man in flashy sunglasses.

"He probably couldn't afford it," snorted another woman, rolling her eyes. "I wouldn't be caught dead wearing something so outdated."

"Why would he even bother showing up here?" questioned a man with a disdainful smirk. "Clearly, he doesn't belong in this elite crowd."

Olivia's smile faltered as she heard the whispers, feeling a pang
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