The night of the charity gala had finally arrived. It was a high-profile dinner, bringing together prominent figures of high society, media personalities, renowned doctors, and influential business leaders. Thor was one of the main sponsors, which only added to the event’s visibility. Celina, radiant in a golden gown that hugged her pregnant silhouette with elegant grace, walked in alongside Zoe and Arthur. As always, Zoe had a natural talent for turning any overly formal setting into something lighter—and far more entertaining.

Thor, immaculate in a tailored suit, stood beside Celina while greeting various authorities. Zoe sat with Arthur at one of the reserved tables, whispering jokes about how charity events were basically “patience endurance tests.” When Thor and Celina returned to the table, Zoe wasted no time.

“Celina, I swear, if I survive one more endless speech, I’m demanding a trophy for emotional resilience,” she muttered, making Arthur and Celina laugh.

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