3RD POV:As the competition went on, Jamie recorded going closer and after over an hour had passed by it was time to serve what they had prepared before the judges.“Come on, Iris, let's go grab something for everyone to drink.” Mariana urged since she was so tense and the suspense was killing her.She had told Miguel on their way here that, if they don't give my godson that award and allow him to go to the next round, I'm going to fight all of them.“Alright, We will be right back.” Iris picked up her nose mask as extra protection of her identity and excused herself while everyone busied themselves talking amongst each other and watched the judges reaction to the various meals.“We haven't had time to talk since the proposal. You're too busy for me now?” Mariana asked playfully as they walked through the less crowded V. I. P section. “Girl, don't start. You're the one who's been busy with your cases and we literally met for brunch twice this week.” Iris pointed out, amused by her be
IRIS'S POV:A MONTH LATER:“Fasten up your seat belts, we will be landing in a few minutes….” The hostess instructed and the kids were so excited that they returned back to their seats, grinning from ear to ear.They were just like me. As much as I might travel to various countries for work and vacation, there was nothing beating the adrenaline and excitement that ran through my veins every time I was going somewhere new. But not this trip though, I had been here and it just took my mind to the time I arrived here over nine years ago. I was happy, naive, speaking like a typical rich girl who didn't want anything from her parents, and oh….I was so not observant.“Mummy, you look scared. Doesn't she?” Jason pointed out, then turned to Jamie for confirmation. “Not really. She looks stressed though.” Jamie responded, and I just looked at them as they stared at me intently.“I'm not scared but a little bit stressed out that's all. How about you two? How are you feeling?” I asked, then ch
3RD POV:Mel, Simia:“Are the rumors true of the ongoing relationship between Jonathan Knight and Freda Morgan?”“Is it true, Jonathan Knight is not attracted to women?”“What happened between Scarlet and Jonathan Knight? Is it true they secretly married and have secretly gotten divorced?”Reporters flocked around the restaurant where Mrs Jessica Knight and her friends came to have dinner. The security guards guarded Mrs Knight from the aggressive reporters but her face was scrunched up from the obnoxious questions and she was left stunned by the second question wondering,Where did that even come from? This was becoming too much…“I'm sorry about that, Mrs Knight. I have no idea how the reporters came to know about your whereabouts.” The new driver, Corby, apologized and Mrs Knight heaved out a sigh.“They are the parazzi and they are everywhere. It has nothing to do with you. Let's just go home.” She assured him as he started up the car and he nodded slowly letting out a breath.As
3RD POV:THE NEXT DAY:AT NOON:Today was the press conference set up by Jonathan's team, as a promotion for the competition highly recommended by the television channel who needed viewers to tune in every single night throughout the event. Everything was already set up for the night, billboards were out, media houses were prepared to come interview as well as promote. It was going to be a successful event, everyone was certain of that.What was the worst thing that could possibly go wrong when everything was already in place?Jonathan was standing behind the camera, as his assistant was running down some of the questions that might be asked. He was in designer simple black pants and his signature blindly button down white shirt. His face wasn't as empty as they were years back, he had connected beards and his hair was combed out always, making him look handsome and more appealing.Freda smiled seeing him, she adjusted her new gold hoop earrings and walked towards him.“Wow….Who is th
IRIS’S POV:That Same Day:It was a warm Afternoon, the weather was different from back home just like I remembered but it wasn't as much as I could remember, the sun was out and bright, the city of Mel was simply exquisite and I was amazed at the fact that the only time I stayed at the city was some days to my wedding, and I was too occupied to enjoy its serenity and beauty. The apartment Gabriel and I stayed was about thirty minutes away from the city, private estate for his status.“My sister has always loved the neighboring city. Let's get married there, I will have my team set it up and trust me, it would be spectacular. Just let me go tell her.” I remember vividly how he kissed my head afterwards and like a kid, he skipped away hastily going to inform his little sister, Tamar, all about it. Without even sharing more details nor asking if I liked it. His sister and relatives liked me. Another reason why I didn't even bother objecting was because I hoped it would at least bring s
IRIS'S POV:I sipped out of my milkshake and laughed but he looked at me with the most expression ever, making me laugh even harder.“You two love each other and that's amazing to hear, because you know she casted a spell on you. It's admirable you can't get her out of your mind even after over two years…” I trailed off thinking to myself about that gigolo who I couldn't also get out of my mind, nor picture another man making love to me like he did.It was so sad, wasn't it?“And how busy are we talking?” I questioned, shaking my head to dispel the thoughts. “Definitely how you get busy with the kids, work and your secret creations.” He responded and I frowned looking at him with disbelief. “I'm not even kidding….I need a vacation soon. But talk to me, how's Sophie? Is she seeing anyone?” He inquired and I shrugged sipping out of my drink, noticing various security guards by a table close by and another by the door. I'm certain there were some others, and as usual I was not complain
3RD POV:COMPETITION DAY:The spectators, bright excited parents, guests, media personnels, friends and family all took a seat in their places, astonished by the magnificent hall, from the exterior to the interior. This was one of the top ten ranked halls in the world with over three hundred people capacity, it was used for concerts, competitions and huge conferences amongst other things. The hall had a grand space adorned with extravagant chandeliers casting bright light, and white light bulbs, and a dozen of high quality cameras from each angle by the network television channel. The podium had a two work table work space, with pots and pans of various sizes, mixing bowls, spatula and whisks, and the ingredients for the meal they were to prepare was all sealed in the pan.Tickets to the hall were all sold out, and parents as well as well wishers were getting seated waiting in anticipation for the event to begin.“Are Grandpa and Grandma coming?” Jason inquired, hopeful as Iris bent
3RD POV:“I'm sorry…my hands are a bit sweaty.” He mentally yelled at his sweat glands in the moment. But it was usually for when he was shy and nervous.“It's okay, Jason, it happens to all of us.” She chuckled and he laughed as well, relaxing at that information.“Well, Good luck out there. Hopefully you will be number 3 and I will be number 1.” She said and Jason responded, “We will see about that.”He smiled to himself as she walked off, thinking She's so cute but I need to focus and win. I will get to train under Jonathan Knight.He reminded himself anticipating meeting his idol.********TWO HOURS LATER:Sounds of violin bounced through the corner of the hall, a sound that will keep you anticipating and focused on the kids. The competition had begun over an hour and thirty minutes ago, and Jason had grinned from ear to ear when he saw everyone there cheering for him in excitement and reading the signs board from everybody's cardboard, and Mariana and Miguel stood up from their s