💋 Chapter Thirty Seven💋
The award night.....
There were so many paparazzi and journalists. Of course, they want to get a lot of news on the paper tomorrow. The two host introducing everyone just stood by the red carpet.
Sunny's car drove in. Everyone started taking pictures of her as she alighted from the car majestically. She blew them kisses and wore ber best smile.
"Thank you so much. I love you all. Vote for me" she said, walking into the venue. The hosts walked to her.
"It's our very own Sunny. Welcome to the award night, the day everyone has been waiting for. What are you putting on?"
"I got this from the best designer in the country. It's super expensive so don't think of stealing it" she said proudly and flung her long hair to the back.
"Of course, I can very well see that" she said. "So, who do you think will win the best female model award"
"It's no one expect Sunny" she paused for some seconds when her fans started yelling her name.
"Oh yeah, that award belongs to me and no ugly sh!t can steal it from me" she said and walked into the venue.
"Okay, Sunny said she owns the award. Let's see how it goes. Next up, we have James. Come right up James..."
They continued interviewing the models. A lot of them were waiting at the entrance because of the interview.
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"What's taking so long?" Beauty asked in the car.
Sally turned and gave her the phone. She could see the reason why it was taking so long.
"Remember, Dylan asked you not to get interviewed"
"Yeah, I do remember. I'm not a child" she said and gave Sally her phone. She leaned back on the chair and scoffed.
"You wouldn't believe this. We are the only one in a limo. The rest are just sport cars and jeep" Sally said, peeping out of the limo.
"Whatever! Thanks to my husband" Beauty closed her eyes, wanting to take a nap.
Sally saw her trying to sleep.
"Hey! You won't sleep. You have to be up on your feet. I wonder what he's plan is. Didn't he tell you?" Sally asked.
"No, he didn't. He said he preferred it this way. I shouldn't know about it" Beauty said and laughed.
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Dylan was still at home. He was in his office working. Leo couldn't believe that he was an hour late for the award night. He wanted to talk but he had no idea what to say.
"Why aren't we leaving now?" Leo asked.
"Is Tara ready? I'm leaving with her" he asked, still staring at his laptop.
"She left already. She took another car" Leo replied.
"Why didn't you tell me? Fine, let's go" he shut down his laptop and stood up, buttoning his white suit.
They left the house and drove to the venue. He decided to call Tara. They planned to leave together but why did she change her mind.
"Tara?" He called out.
"Hey bro" she replied.
"Where are you?"
"I'm sorry I left. I went to pick up someone important" she said. He furrowed his eyebrows.
"I told you not to bring your boyfriend" he said.
"Relax Dylan. He's more than my boyfriend. You'll see him very soon. Bye!" She hurriedly hung up.
She turned and smiled at the person sitting beside her.
"He'll be very surprised to see you" h
She said.
"I know right" the person smiled in reply and touched her hair.
"Thank you Tara"
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Finally! It was Beauty's turn to get interviewed. Sally came down from the car and opened the door for her. People started taking pictures of her. They started murmuring, wondering why she had covered her face.
"Obviously, it's our very own Beauty" the first host said. The other one scoffed.
"You mean, the ugly Beauty. She just didn't want to get humiliated today after she was caught with her assistant the other day" she said and laughed.
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"But her on the list of people getting blacklisted" Dylan said to Leo.
"Yes sir!"
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The first host hurriedly walked to Beauty but bodyguards from nowhere came and surrounded her. Everyone was surprised.
"How did she get so many body guards?"
"I heard her husband is rich"
"Do you think they got divorced after he saw that video of her with her cute assistant?"
"Let's see"
Everyone started gossiping about her. She found her way pass the interviewer. Sally sighed deeply and hummed.
"Now we are inside. Let's go to the VIP seat. Dylan said you shouldn't talk to anyone" Sally said to her. Beauty saw the way everyone associate with everyone. No one even noticed her. She walked pass them but her dress caught her attention.
"Who is she?"
"I have no idea but I want that dress. It's like a billion dollar dress"
"I think it's more expensive than Sunny's own"
Sunny heard that and turned to them.
"What did you say?" She asked.
" You heard us. Take a look at that model's dress. It worth billion of dollars. Yours is just worth a few million dollars"
They all turned and saw her walking to the VIP lounge.
"What... Is she going to the VIP? Does she have a vip seat?"
"That means she knows Dylan. That must be his wife. Let's meet her!" One of them said. Everyone of them, including Sunny ran to meet her.
"I'll go prepare the seat" Sally said and left Beauty. She hurriedly ran up the stairs. As Beauty was about to take a step forward, she heard her someone call her a particular name she didn't expect to be called.
"Mrs Dylan, greetings to you" she watched them as she fell on their feet. Of course, they didn't recognize her. They would have known it was Beauty if Sally were here.
Beauty slowly raised her hand and waved at them. A bodyguard walked to her.
"Your seat is ready" he said in his thick voice.
She didn't utter any word. She just held her long gown and walked up the stairs. They all watched her as she left.
"Oh my goodness, she's so lucky to get married to Dylan. I can't wait to see him today. I bet he's hot" Sunny said biting her lower lips.
"What if he's old" one of them asked.
"The award is about to start. Let's grab a drink" Sunny announced and walked away from them. They followed her behind like a puppet.
Everyone finally remained on their seat. Suddenly, the lights went off. Yes, it's because of Dylan's arrival. His footsteps resounded all over and over again till it finally stop. The lights came on.
"What happened?" They all asked each other.
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Dylan was holding Beauty's hand as he sat beside her.
"You took a lot of time" she whispered to him.
"I'm sorry" he replied. Beauty didn't expect the quick apology so she blushed.
Leo was standing beside Sally. He wanted to touch her hand but Sally beat his hands off.
Dylan turned and glared at them.
"Aren't you two gonna sit?" He asked.
"Yes sir" Sally said and sat down. Her legs were aching.
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The host majestically walked to the stage. Everyone clapped for him. He was a very famous host who had led the past six award night.
"Good evening everyone! I hope you all are having fun already!" He yelled. Everyone screamed and started clapping at the same time.
"Woah!" Beauty wanted to scream. Dylan shot her a hard glare.
She held back her laugh and remained calm.
"Naughty" he said and stared back at the host. He introduced some artist who played for them.
"The Korean artist... BTS!" He yelled. Beauty couldn't contain her scream. She turned to Dylan.
"Just once" she pleaded. She watched as they walked into the stage and started dancing and singing.
Dylan furrowed his eyebrows.
"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to see them" she said.
"They'll come to your next birthday. Please don't scream" he said. Beauty shot her eye wide open. She was like what...
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"Dylan? Dylan?" They heard a soft whisper behind. It was Tara. There was someone behind her. He was wearing a cap.
"Who is it?" He asked. Tara walked towards her brother and sighed deeply.
"I'm sorry that I had to lie to you. We did this to send mom away and to get you back home but I had no idea that you were the almighty Dylan" Tara said. Dylan frowned.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Dad is alive" she said. He remained calm and raised his head to stare at his father.
"Dad?" He whispered.
"I'm sorry son" he replied. Dylan scoffed.
"We'll discuss this later not now. Grab a seat" he said and diverted his gaze away from them.
Dylan couldn't believe his father was alive..he didn't know if he should cry or not.
After so many dancing and singing, it was already time to be addressed by the king, Dylan!
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Tbc