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The massive crowd surged forward, carrying cameras, microphones, and livestream equipment as they followed me around to the side of the building, where a wide open lawn lay. I stopped, turned to face the crowd, and pointed toward the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor. "Everyone, look up. That's Amanda Sutton's office. As for what's happening inside… I'll leave that for all of you to judge." Instinctively, everyone raised their heads only to fall completely silent the next second, for in front of that enormous floor-to-ceiling window…

Satisfied with his interactions, he continued towards the back of the stage, where the staff and models were diligently preparing for the runway spectacle. The backstage area was a flurry of activity, with makeup artists delicately applying the finishing touches to the models' faces, and stylists meticulously dressing them in the exquisite designs meant for the runway. Mateo approached Lisa, one of the key members of the event staff, and inquired about the progress. "Lisa, how are things coming along?" Mateo asked, his voice filled with curiosity. Lisa, with a smile of confidence, replied, "Everything is set, Sir. The models are ready, and the designs are waiting to be showcased on the runwa

When I got in, and the door closed, I looked at him through the window, seeing him still standing there, watching me with the same intense gaze. Somehow, that cold morning felt a little warmer. ↞⇝⋆⇜↠ In the crowded backstage, I moved quickly from one side to the other, ensuring all the details were met. Bright lights illuminated the narrow aisles while the sounds of quick steps and hurried conversations echoed around me. Magnificent gowns hung neatly on the shelves, ready to be worn by the models who were busy getting primped in their respective seats.

The senior reminds them then he stays Infront their tent entrance . " Okay , group five move now but please be quiet . The fourth group will be on the stage in two minutes ." He slowly said to.them as he.leads them to the back stage. Once they enter the backstage entrance ,group four just going up on the stage . Their backdrop team start to make their preparation with the seniors Pa System's help . The four hanging microphones will be on once they on the stages so their voice could be heard until the back of the hall . The three cameras link to.the screen already connected . The cameramen already standby . The stage close with the curtain . While waiting for the backdrop to finish their stag

An industry party tonight felt more like a pressure cooker than I ever thought it would. As I moved through the crowd of Hollywood's elite, the lights, the music, and the incessant hum of laughter and conversation all blended together. The talk about our "chemistry" persisted like a tenacious stain even after everything that had transpired on set and the online backlash. It was now the story of the day, not just a rumour.

The long-awaited grand finale has finally arrived. Since tonight’s competition will be broadcast live, everything has been meticulously prepared to ensure a flawless and spectacular show. Backstage at Couture Étoile is like a giant beehive buzzing with activity. The atmosphere is hot, lively, intense, and almost overwhelming. The sound of needles and scissors clinking blends with the chatter of contestants, assistants, and crew members. Everyone is busy, rushing to get everything ready for the big show. In the makeup area, hairstylists and makeup artists work nonstop to perfect each model’s look. Camera flashes go off repeatedly, capturing the final moments before they step onto the runway.

Even the reporter’s had seemed distracted from me, having confused looks and muttering to each other. I looked at Katie in confusion and was taken aback by the shocked look on her face. Her face was pale and deathly white. And she was staring behind me. Now that I noticed, everyone was staring at something behind me. I turned to look at what that was. There was a large screen behind me, that usually displayed the people that were on the stage for the audience to see well. However, the footgae of me on the stage wasn’t exactly what was being displayed on the screen. At first, I couldn’t make out what I was looking at. Must have been a prank, possibly orchestrated by Xander, I thought. Then I

“You really do like hand-me-downs, don’t you? Since you want this so much, sure. Why the heck not?” I was referring to both the wedding dress and the man. The last call for boarding was broadcast through the speakers. ‘I can finally leave this place,’ I thought to myself. Just as the plane began to taxi, I suddenly saw a group of bodyguards rush towards the gate. Surrounded by them was Jared. I quickly faced away, but I could feel a piercing gaze fall on me through the walls. As figures on the grounds slowly became black speckles, I took a deep breath and bid my youth goodbye.

“Of course you are.” Bryce shot him a look. “What?” Landon raised his hands. “You’re the CEO. Also a married man, whose model wife is in there. That's totally professional and understandable.” Bryce didn’t bother responding. He just shot him another look and turned, heading toward the backstage corridor. ********** Backstage was a different world entirely. The chaos inside there was massive, but well controlled. Makeup artists moved like machines, with brushes, powders, sprays in their hands. The stylists rushed between racks of clothing. While the models sat in rows, half-dressed, half-prepared, nerves and excitement buzzing through the air.

The video showed surveillance footage of an office, where only three people were present—Jerry, Monica, and the travel pass reviewer. Jerry stared at the paper in his hand, clearly fuming. It was the travel pass I'd submitted. The reviewer kept talking nervously, his face apologetic as he lowered his head. With a sharp motion, Jerry slammed the travel pass down on the desk. Two minutes and 15 seconds later, Jerry finally waved the reviewer off. The reviewer let out a relieved sigh and hurried away. Monica stood beside Jerry, handing him a cup of coffee with a tight smile. His arm shot out, knocking the cup to the floor, and she stumbled back, startled.