CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-THREE*Paris!*"Welcome to Paris Miss Janice Jordan! We hope you have an amazing stay!" The note tag read. She chuckled and then set the tag on the golden table and took in a deep breath. She scanned a luxurious hotel room with its exquisite decor made majorly of sparkling gold. This is one of the most reputable luxurious hotels in the whole of Paris. It is said that it is mostly occupied by top fashion gurus and celebrities who came for the big fashion runway happening in Paris every Winter. She eased herself into the comfy golden seat and puffed out a deep breath. What an exhausting day it has been! The following days passed like a blur. D-day arrived: the big fashion runway in Paris. Janice and her work team had made the necessary arrangements for the trip in conjunction with the fashion guru, Mr Lorenzo. She arrived in Paris with a resolve to get the best out of this experience and get the best network to grow her business even further. she had
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-FOUR*"I have no other choice do I?" *"You haven't told her yet? What are you waiting for old friend? Time is not on your side you know." George wailed through the phone pinned to Mr Jordan's ear as he faced the window of his bedroom. He puffed out a deep breath and twirled the glass of whisky in his other hand. His hazel eyes were gleaming with sadness. "It's not that easy, George. How do you expect me to just casually tell her everything like that? I don't know if she would take it and I can say for a fact that she wouldn't take it likely. Plus, she got her big fashion runway show to prepare for. I don't want to ruin that for her. I know how much she had laboured for that day.""I understand old friend. I do sincerely but you have to consider the gravity of the situation at hand. There's no use to keep on delaying it. Sooner or later, the truth will escape and by then, she would not be very happy at all with you. You should tell the situation of t
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-FIVE *She is ready!!!!*"You look... Absolutely gorgeous!!!! That's my girl! I'm literally crying over here!" Janice chuckled and swirled around and swayed in her sparkling wine dress while ensuring she didn't stray off the line of vision of her phone propped up on the tripod at the centre of her hotel room. She was on a video call with her best friend who was ogling at her with a hand clamped over her mouth. "Awwww you look so... What's the word now... Is indescribable a good word though?" Hannah cooed. Janice giggled. "Well, it can be both ways depending on the context." "You look stunning darling. And the smoky makeup sits so perfectly with her skin and matches the dress. And oh my! I love how your hair is arranged in a tight bun and the silver pearls dangling on your ears are just perfect. You are the Queen of the show my love. Go get 'em!" Hannah gushed, her chirpy voice ringing across the hotel room. Sandra smiled triumphantly to hersel
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-SIX *It's now or never!*It was as if luck was on her side. Maybe her Mother's spirit is fighting for her after all... Everything went so smoothly; Her models were cat walked through the stage with an air of confidence that earned hearty cheers from the audience. She was intrigued at how everything played out. Her vision was actualized on this very day. the dress came out exactly how she envisioned it in her head and she couldn't thank her designer enough. She did the job very well! Other models from other companies also showcase their own clothing. At the end of the show, all the owners came on the stage including Janice. "We are going to call on all the designers and owners of the companies who showcase their designers today. Please kindly come to the stage as we are about to announce the winner of this fashion runaway 2019 edition!!!" The enthusiastic MC lady announced through the microphone. Mr. Lorenzo was sitting beside her and gave her hand a
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-SEVEN*I did it!!! *"The Winner of this year's Paris Fashion Show is none other than... Miss Janice Jorda, CEO of the Glam Fashion Company in London!!!!" Mr Andre declared. Momentarily, the audience sprang up in jubilation. Flowers rained down on stage. Janice stared in utter shock unable to believe her ears. What she won?! She froze for a couple of seconds as the audience did a standing ovation. Mr Andre beckoned her to come to get the microphone as they presented her with the golden award shaped like a miniature heel. She inhaled deeply and tethered towards him. Mr Andre reached out to clamp a gentle hand over her arm to steady her. He offered her a triumphant smile but Janice returned it with a nervous smile of her own. She is still in awe. But she did it!!!! She won the award and she is going to bring it home!!! She can't believe her ears!!! "Here is your Award, Miss Janice. Congratulations!" Mr Andre said, presenting the award to her. Wi
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-EIGHT*It is never going to happen, not in this life or the next.*"Congratulations Miss Janice Jordan!" Lorenzo bobbed his head slightly as she approached the end of the stage. Many people surrounded her, offering their congratulations. She had been caught up with the crowd around her. Many asked for her business cards which she instructed Sandra to distribute to them. Even celebrities came to offer their thanks and asked for her business card. She was extremely excited to give them. She came prepared. Before flying to Paris and with hopes of winning the award, she ensured that many copies of her business cards were made in case they meet likely clients in Paris who would want to do business with them... She had to be smart. She was going to one of the most fashion-blooming cities in the world... She simply can't afford to whisk that opportunity away like that. Thankfully, her dreams came to pass. He offered her his hand as he stretched his right
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-NINE *Yes, it's payback time*Janice cleared her throat weakly and forced a tight-lipped smile at Casanova. "Well, She is busy with work and couldn't make it. Can you guys excuse us for a minute? I will join you guys soon." She said to Sandra and Lorenzo gaping at the both of them. They nodded. She scurried toward Casanova and goaded to follow her to the balcony where they won't be seen. He didn't protest but followed her closely behind.When they got to the balcony, Janice's smile melted into a glare instantly. Casanova's brows scrunched up in confusion. "Why did you require a private meeting? Are you about to make a confession perhaps?" His lips curved teasingly, grating her nerves. "Confession my foot!" She scoffed. "The only confession I will be making to you is to let you know, in case you were wondering if my best friend still harbours any feelings for me, that I can guarantee you, she absolutely doesn't! So cut to the chase and let me kn
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED EIGHTY*"...The karma that is coming for you is even worse than death."*He blinked uncontrollably as his mouth gaped incredulously at Janice. He gently pressed his hands onto his soaked pants and slowly jerked his head back up at her. The whites of his eyes burned so violently that they turned pink. Passerbys paused to stare. Some gasped and some shook their heads in disbelief and embarrassment. A server quickly handed him a freshly folded towel to dab himself with. He snatched the towel from the server all the while his burning eyes were trained on her. "Oops, my hand moved on its own. I didn't mean to." Janice sniped playfully as her lips quivered in sheer mockery. Casanova scoffed and chuckle icily. He shook his head and took a tentative step towards her. Janice's heart raced. Was he going to hit her for purposely pouring a drink on him? He can't do that in public if he so values his goddamn reputation! And besides, that would cancel the sole reason he w