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Egy more brazen. “All right, I get it. If that's what you want, you should join my club.” Arte Laughs. “Join your club activities? I don't want to!” “I was joke, just relax. I meant my club's special events as a participant, just for a day.” “What's that? What event do you mean?” Anna Asked. “Certainly a useful event for the benefit of the wider public. If you do that, you might as well team up with your idol. How?”

she told Jesse. Enzo took her arm. "Cancel now, and all our work will be for nothing. There are more than 100,000 people watching. How can we explain backing out at the last minute?” “We can give users codes for gift packs and rare skins. Better than taking the chance of getting sued for plagiarism.” "But—" Remi didn't pay attention to him and sent a message to the team: [One hour in the meeting room.] Then she said on their official account that the event was canceled.

“Book it.” “Awesome!” Lucas exclaims and pulls out his phone, tapping away with a grin. “Two tickets, done. Let me check the activities real quick.” He scrolls, reading aloud. “Kissing booth, beer pong tournament, dance floor, even some laser tag setup. And prizes for the games. This is gonna be epic, man.” I glance at his screen, seeing the event flyer pop up. “Looks alright,” I mutter, but inside, I’m relieved. Anything to fill the time.

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After I moved into my new apartment, my neighbor, Bianca Ferraro, started showing up at my door every evening for a free meal. I lived alone and always cooked more than I needed. For the sake of keeping the peace, I did not mind sharing. That changed one workday at 3:00 am, when someone pounded on my door and yelled, "Open up! My boyfriend's waiting at the bar downstairs. Make me a cheese platter and open a bottle of red wine. I need to bring it down." I opened the door, still half-asleep, and stared at Bianca standing in the hallway. "You're serious?" She rolled her eyes. "Don't act like it's such a big deal. It won't even take you that long." My temples throbbed. "I'm not your pers

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a

He gestured. “Alpha Aleric’s daughter in law Myra, and she is Tiara.” He pointed out. “Nice to meet you.” I said with a smile and stretched for a handshake with him, so did Tiara. “Please come in.” He gestured and we all walked into the building together. We needed a large space to host the summer events— something that fit our vision. I randomly just wanted to help out, but I did a little research and realized the events are done every year in the Voss cooperation to create opportunities for the workers and in honor of Aleric’s late wife— Emily Voss.

"Tuesdays are difficult." Elion laughed. "Yeah. Tuesdays." "Elion?" "Yeah?" "There is an event," Cale said. "Tonight." "What event?" "The bookstore in town. The turning Page. They posted a flyer. 'Local Author Night'." "I'm not a local author. I've lived here for six months." "You have a deed. You pay taxes. You are local." "I didn't tell them about the book." "I did," Cale said. Elion dropped the book. "You what?"

“This is your bible for the next six months.” I stare at the binder. It’s got to be three inches thick. “You’re joking.” “I never joke about image management.” He opens it to the first tab. “Schedule. This is every event you’ll attend with Adrian for the next six months. Charity galas, corporate dinners, family functions, select social gatherings. Each one has a briefing document with guest lists, expected attendance, and your role.” I flip through pages of dates. Some weeks have three events. Four in December.

"That sounds good. But can you put it on? It sounds a lot of work." "I'm not doing that. I will ask my event plan king team to do that. Or I can ask August's team. Idol teams are surprisingly flexible in these kind of works. August will be performing anyway so he can help me." Lia nodded. that made sense. "Then you can put on events during the day. Like carnival type. The whole company can join in this. They will have a day off and activities will make them enjoy. We should plan this in a larger venue."