บท 1272: Distorted reality

Her foot was aching, feeling a few callous on the sole of her feet and numbness on her toes. However, she was already used to such pain. She had to push through until the very end.

As they said in show business, sacrifice was part of the process. No pain meant no gain.

Nevertheless, it had been a while since she had been in such gatherings, wearing a high-slit gown and high-heeled stiletto shoes.

"We would like to thank..." The host started mentioning the philanthropist who had helped with the fundraising charity ball. He called each one of the donors who had given them their undying support.

"Let us give warm applause to Ms. Serena Anderson for gracing us with her presence." The announcer pointed to where she stood.

Many people turned in her direction, clapping their hands. A year ago, she would feel overwhelmed by the flattery and praise they lavished on her.