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When the maid arrived to celebrate her only son’s wedding, she never imagined she would be treated as though she didn’t deserve to be there — especially by the bride herself.

Linda Brown stood outside the Royal Garden Hotel’s glass entrance, clutching a small purse and wearing the nicest dress she owned — a faded cream gown she had mended the night before. For years, she had worked as a domestic helper in other people’s homes, scrubbing floors and preparing meals she could never afford. But today wasn’t about struggle. Today, her son, Daniel, was getting married.
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