Chapter 248
Author: Dream Raptor
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The music thumped loudly in the dimly lit room, vibrant lights flashing in sync with the beat as Camila’s birthday party raged on. Laughter and chatter filled the air, mingling with the sweet scent of freshly baked pastries and the rich aroma of various gourmet dishes. Rex stood by the bar, a drink in hand, surveying the scene with a smirk. He’d always enjoyed being at the center of attention, but tonight was special—it was all about Camila.

“Rex! Come dance!” Camila called from across the room, her laughter ringing out like a bell. She wore a sparkling silver dress that hugged her figure perfectly, her hair cascading over her shoulders in waves. He couldn’t help but grin at her infectious energy.

But as the crowd swayed to the music, Rex noticed a shift in the atmosphere. Camila suddenly stumbled, her laughter cutting off as she grabbed her stomach, her face paling in an instant.

“Camila!” Rex called, dropping his drink and rushing toward her, his heart racing. He pushed through the
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