His knees buckled.
And in that moment, surrounded by applause and stunned silence, Leo finally understood the cost of his cruelty—far too late to escape it.
A spotlight focused.
A woman riding a Gold-plated Wheelchair came out. She was wearing a beautiful red gown full of diamonds. Her hair was done up, her face was fresh and fierce.
Mara.
The glass of wine that Leo was holding fell. It shattered on the floor.
“M-Mara…?” Leo whispered. She turned as pale as paper.
His secretary Sheila let go of Leo’s arm. “That’s your wife?! You said you were divorced?! She’s the owner?!”
Mara kept running her wheelchair to the middle of the stage. The CEO handed her the microphone with great respect.
The entire ballroom was silent.
“Good evening,” Mara greeted. Her voice was full of power. “Many of you, I don’t know. Because often, people like me… are hidden. They are ashamed. They are called ‘burdens’.”
