Atlantic City, Ritz Hotel!
Today, everyone passing by would pause to gaze at the scene inside, then display an envious look.
A series of luxury cars stopped here, and from within emerged pairs of men and women dressed in splendid attire, with expressions of haughtiness.
As these people were led by waiters into the banquet hall of the Ritz Hotel and saw the host of tonight's gala, a hint of confusion sparkled in their eyes.
Donnie, wearing an Italian custom suit, smiled, Helen Taft clinging to his arm, clothed in a white floor-length evening gown that exuded elegance and a touch of the nobility innate to her.