Throughout his speech, the guests had their attention fixated on William Turner. As a good public speaker, he had his way when addressing every crowd and tonight, he was doing yet another great job.Meanwhile, the guests William invited to the party comprised of singers, composers, producers, directors, actors, and other entertainers within the city. They were all celebrities and each of them dazzled in the finest designers and Jewelries. Each guest was allowed to come along with a date.“I wish you all a wonderful evening,” William concluded his speech and stepped down from the stage.The crowd gave him a standing ovation while cheers and applause reigned.As he made his way toward his table, he was intercepted by a group of people from the audience who had hurried to meet him. While some were forcing their way toward him to congratulate him for acquiring the White Moon company, others wanted the opportunity to formally meet him.All the people in the hall had a deep conviction that

As Alex walked away, Mark's expression turned into a sneer. "Look at him, a lost puppy who thinks he's found a new friend," he said, his voice dripping with disdain.Elisa felt a pang of hurt and anger at Alex's dismissal. She didn't understand why Alex was so cool about leaving her, like he never cared about her at all. She tried to brush off the feeling, but it only seemed to intensify as she watched Alex laugh and chat with Dianna.Determined to hide her hurt, Elisa joined Mark in his mockery. "Yeah, look at him, thinking he's so special just because Dianna is talking to him," she said, her voice laced with venom.Mark snickered, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "I know, right? He's like a little lapdog, following her around and wagging his tail."Elisa's hurt and anger boiled over, and she unleashed a torrent of insults at Alex's retreating back. Elisa's words were laced with malice, but deep down, she was trying to cover up the hurt she felt. She couldn't understand why Alex was

Elisa woke up with a scowl etched on her face, her mind still reeling from the previous night's events. She had been so sure that she would finally get a chance to impress William and advance her career, but Alex had somehow managed to steal the spotlight again. And to make matters worse, he had done it with Dianna by his side, laughing and smiling like they were the only two people in the world.As she lay in bed, Elisa's sulking turned into a full-blown pout. She tossed and turned, her sheets tangled around her legs, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. How on earth was she going to take her career to the next level of she couldn't even secure and audience with Mr Williams? And why, oh why, was she still attracted to Alex?The questions swirled in her head like a toxic storm, making her stomach churn with anxiety. Elisa threw off the covers and got out of bed, stomping over to the window. She yanked open the curtains, letting the bright sunlight flood the room, but even its warmth couldn't

Alex is tempted to plead Elisa's case, to ask Williams to consider giving her a chance despite her behavior. He thinks about how much she wants to be a star, how much she's willing to do to get there. But then he remembers the way she's treated him, he she's locked and belittled him. He recalls the pain she's caused him, the hurt she's inflicted. And he changes his mind. He decides not to plead her case, not to ask Williams to give her a chance.Immediately they enter the car , Williams turns to Alex feeling bad and apologetic. "Alex, I'm so sorry I'm late. I was stuck in traffic due to a terrible car crash on the highway. It was a mess. I tried to get here as soon as I could."Alex's eyes widen as Williams recounts the accident. "What happened?" he asks, concerned.Williams takes a seat, still catching his breath. "It was a multi-car pileup. I was stuck behind a truck that had overturned. The police were trying to clear the road, but it took forever. I was worried I'd be even later th

Mrs. Sanders, still trying to get under Alex's skin, sneers at him. "I'm sure you begged your boss to lend you this car, didn't you, Alex? I mean, there's no way you could afford a car like this on your own."Alex tries to protest, but before he can say anything, the driver intervenes. "Actually, the car belongs to my boss," he says, trying to come to Alex's rescue.But Mrs. Sanders and the others misinterpret his words. "Ahah! I knew it!" Mrs. Sanders exclaims. "You're just a charity case, Alex. Your boss feels sorry for you, so he lends you his car."The others start to snicker and nod in agreement. "Yeah, that's probably it," one of them says. "I mean, why else would someone like Alex be driving a car like this?"Alex driver tries to correct them, but they're not listening. "No, that's not what I meant," the driver tries to explain. But the damage is done. Mrs. Sanders and the others are convinced that Alex is just a poor, pathetic soul who can't even afford his own car. They conti