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CHAPTER 290
~Zara's POV~
"Congratulations, Luna Zaria. Your daughter is a chip off the old block."
"Thank you," Mum beamed at her guests.
"Of course, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. She is gorgeous."
I glanced around, taking in the sight of the celebration done in my honour with a plastered smile on my face. The setting sun illuminated the event grounds as guests laughed and chatted, creating a lively celebration.
The gardens of the Golden Claw Pack had been transformed into a breathtaking venue—twinkling fairy lights were strung along the trees, casting soft shadows over the floors.
I stood at the centre of it all, a deep crimson gown hugging my figure, my hair styled in soft waves cascading down my back.