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The next topic was announced “2 rounds of Casual in spring” As their numbers were called models walked in with floral designs and bold prints. The accessories were brighter and bolder as well. Lara came forward wearing a lavender jumpsuit. It was plain with a splatter of lavender flowers from the knee downwards. The clear pendant with its borders outlined by a pale lavender color with a dried flower and its buds in the center soon caught everyone’s attention. The whole look had a freshness, somehow gave the illusion of the smell of lavender. The bidding for this set of design and Jewelry didn’t disappoint either. It kept up with the previous trend. Amber came wearing the same model, the look suited her aura; The chain was long, reaching to the belt of the jumpsuit made of large square shaped hollow beads. It was a trendy look. Both sold at the bidding but didn’t reach anywhere near the price of Irene’s set. “Round 2” The models came wearing similar themes as round 1. Some won bid
“Is plagiarism rewarded with first place these days?” A discordant voice broke from the far end of the room. Although the source of the voice was not evident, the topic soon caught on like wildfire. The host had no option other than addressing the elephant in the room. He couldn’t offend the king of hell and continue to live unscathed. So, he tactfully opened his mouth “The scores were based on a lot of factors. If there is a dispute with the design, we will have to take it off the floor.” “Take the award back then.” Someone else shouted “Cheaters don’t deserve to be winners.” Lara spoke into the microphone attached to Irene’s coat “We don’t need to go off the floor. My designer is talented, and I have no concerns about the design I am representing. However, the persons who slandered my designer, I will press charges. Don’t think I can’t find you.” Lara pursed her lips into an arrogant smile “My fiancée is the chief of military intelligence, a minor surveillance at an event like th
Ben didn’t stay for the banquet. He shamelessly passed the torch to Bryan and ran away…. literally!! The others went on to the celebratory dinner; The senior members of the Adalase, Weldon and Evans clans sat together while the juniors occupied another table. They got the waiters to join two tables and place extra chairs to accommodate everyone. Jeff made sure he kept his wife engaged so that she didn’t get a chance to interact with Amber; Amber did try for a window but between Jeff and Bryan, she didn’t stand a chance. Lisa and Amber circled around their table under various pretenses and were confused to find Ben missing. Everyone was excitedly discussing the work of the anonymous designer. Some were bold enough to circle Irene to ask her about her designer. “I really don’t know. My model was in charge of getting the jewelry ready.” Irene helplessly passed the baton to Lara. She couldn’t hold on much longer. Who would try and pry the Major General’s corner? Theo came over to Brya
They gathered near the bonfire in pairs as the chef got their dinner ready. They chatted about random topics before the topic finally settling on yesterday’s competition. Lara and Sarah animatedly told Dana everything after they realized that Dana had no idea about yesterday’s turn of events. “That was nicely done.” Frank smiled. “Wife, do your designs have those nuances?” Ben asked curiously. “Yes. It is something Grandpa Michaël taught me.” Dana smiled “Grandpa Michaël used to be a famous designer back in the day in I2 country. But his best friend stole his designs and left him the infamy of plagiary; He had to leave everything behind and come here.” Dana sighed. “This was the first advice he gave me.” Dana shrugged “I didn’t think Gail pulling out was that straightforward.” She turned to pull Ben’s hand “Think about it… such a lousy excuse…. Ask her to bring me out with her and then break the commitment… doesn’t that smell fishy??” Ben nodded. “And to have someone make those d
Ben’s morning was packed with meetings. Shadow bought him his regular long black before the 11 am meeting along with the news from Jayden regarding Dana’s signature stamp timing. “Boss, should I pass the message to Madam?” “Um” Ben took a sip as he narrowed his eyes “What took them this long?” “Figuring out which transaction came from AE.” Shadow rolled his eyes. The transactions were often piggybacked to several different accounts and tracking the original account wasn’t as simple as the flick of a switch. “Wait. I will tell her later. What if she goes on a lone wolf crusade and gets in trouble?” Shadow shrugged; he didn’t mind either way. “What’s on next?” Ben asked as he signed the documents that he was reviewing. “Briefing with Tanzim representatives.” “Any issues?” Shadow shook his head. “Then you can run the show.” Ben stood up to leave. “Boss” Shadow called out with a frown. Ben arched an eyebrow. “Lou Lin seems to have cleared his diary for this catch up with you.”
Lara came to the Glitz club as pre-arranged with Gail. Gail was already waiting in a shady corner of the club. She watched Lara walk in on her own and taking a seat at the table where the booking was made. She waited for another 10 mins before walking out and towards Lara. “Ms Burton” She extended her hand politely in greeting with a fake smile plastered on her face. “What do you want?” Lara didn’t have time to be pretentious. “Can’t we have a friendly conversation?” Gail smiled charmingly. “Not with you.” Lara smirked with an unfriendly expression. “Lara, how much…” Gail sat down “Please call me Ms. Burton, we are not familiar to be on a first name basis.” Lara interrupted impolitely. She was not going to keep a friendly façade with someone like her. Perhaps she’d been friends with Dana for far too long. “Ms Burton, how much is Ed paying you for this role?” Gail’s lips curled up “I can see that you are enchanted with his performance but let me enlighten you” She paused deliber
Ruth paced uncomfortably in her living room. She couldn’t believe Theo’s audacity to ask for divorce. They had lived together for almost a decade and yet…. It was all going to be over just like that. She wondered if she could use her son as the bargaining chip. She knew that Theo was very fond of their son…. But at the same time, she didn’t want to use her son. She sat back with a tired sigh after walking off most of the resentment. “Ding” Her phone lighted up with a message. She read the message and was surprised. She knew Theo better than anyone. He was stubborn as a mule. He would never take a step back once he put his foot down. However, she replied with a simple ‘okay’. Gail was at her wits end having stayed in the god forsaken place for two nights in a row. At least her previous experience was not this shabby, she had used her connections and had quite a few people believing that she was still Mrs Evans. But this time, the complainant was Major General himself. All her previou
“Mr Carson.” Ben greeted, to break the ice. He knew Anna was very important to Dana since she decided to drop everything and come over and the man in front of him was important to Anna. “You better be worth the trouble I am in.” Osmond gritted his teeth as he shook hands. “Hurt her and I don’t care if you are the uncrowned prince of Dorsen, I will make you pay.” Osmond levelled his gaze at Ben. “You care that much about her?” Frank raised his eyebrows before Ben could respond. “Yes” Osmond paused before adding “My happiness depends on hers.” He spoke as he eyed the woman who was bossily ordering Dana and the others into the car. She didn’t wait for him to come as she drove away. “Your husb…” Sarah stared wide eyed at the four men standing outside with sour faces. “Let him deal with that stinky man.” “That’s my husband.” Dana pouted resentfully. “Sccrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeccccccccccccccchhhhhhhhhhh” Anna braked. She turned her head and looked at Dana as though she discovered a