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    Steve was acutely aware of the gravity of the situation, so he clutched the flower tightly in his arms.


    At that moment, Don Albert gestured toward the entrance of the dog cage and announced to Steve, “Now, Mr. Steve will present flowers to his beloved dog son, Walter! Let’s give him a round of apuse!”


    Apuse erupted from the crowd, their cheers ringing out enthusiastically. Steve’s face reflected his difort, yet he remained silent, unwilling to voice his displeasure.


    Noticing Steve’s hesitation, Don Albert couldn’t help but scold him: “Why are you just standing there? Do you want me to put you in a bed next to your son’s?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Startled, Steve quickly embraced the flowers and awkwardly made his way toward the entrance of the iron cage. Dressed only in a pair of pants, he felt as cold as ice, moving stiffly like a zombie. He shuffled onto the red carpet, struggling to reach Walter’s bedside. Don Albert stepped forward, stating, “Now, Mr. Steve will give the flowers to his son, Walter.”<fn6737> Checktest chapters at f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fn6737>


    He then instructed Steve, “Make sure you both hold the flowers together while facing the camera. This is a moment to capture; it’s a ceremony after all. How could we notmemorate this emotional asion?”


    Steve felt a strong urge to escape the situation, his heart heavy as he looked at his son lying in bed. He couldn’tprehend how things had spiraled into this humiliating spectacle. Meanwhile, Walter felt even worse, regretting his earlier thoughts about Doris Young. It was toote to reconsider now. Reluctantly, Steve presented the flowers to his son, holding onto the other side as they posed for the camera. As they did, several younger men ignited hand-drawn fireworks, the bright colors sparkling and cascading down, enveloping father and son in a vibrant disy. Just then, the sh went off, capturing a moment that dripped with dark humor.


    Don Albert announced with enthusiasm, “The wee ceremony for Mr. Steve and his son’s reunion is drawing to a close. Let’s hear it for them!”


    The crowd erupted in apuse, and Don Albert turned to Charlie with a smile, asking, “Master Wade, are you pleased?”


    Charlie nodded and replied with a grin, “Great job! This is quite entertaining.”


    Don Albert sped his hands together respectfully, saying, “Thank you, Master, for your kind words. I will strive to be even more serious!”


    Charlie then nced over at the visibly shaken James and inquired, “Mr. Banks, don’t you think our hospitality is quite generous?”


    James, pale and trembling, internallymented, “Who could possibly call this generous? This is pure madness!”


    However, he remained silent, nodding vigorously in agreement. “I truly admire Mr. Wade’s approach. It’s exceedingly generous!”


    Charlie remarked, “If your son ever finds himself in my hands again, I’ll ensure both of you receive a ceremony that’s even more extravagant than this one.”


    James, horrified, replied, “Young Master Wade, my son is a decent child.”


    Charlie shot back coldly, “Your son is worthless.” James felt a wave of shame wash over him, silencing himpletely.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>


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