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The theme of this year’s Winter Ball was “Let It Snow,” even though it rarely snowed in Jupiter Point, and the town was experiencing a warm spell. Of course, none of that mattered to the Reinhards, whose motto came down to “money can fix everything.”
Julie had to admit it was magical. Sparkling fake snow was piled around the front entrance. A hidden fog machine created swirls of mist around the guests’ feet as they stepped into the portico. Inside, bare-branched potted birch trees transformed the great room into a winter forest. Filmy white fabric draped from the ceiling, lit by strings of twinkle lights, looked like floating clouds of snow. Huge bouquets of creamy flowers—calla lilies, white hydrangea, jasmine—filled every available corner. And then there were the ice sculptures mel
