Hollywood Vip Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Hazel kept looking around,enjoying the view. She look so delighted as she whirl around staring at the professional ushers welcoming us. "Easy. Hazel."I groan as she collide into my body. "Sorry."She apologize and let me led her in. We went to the VIP section which is in another hall. The sight of outside is so beautiful from here. We sat at the window side,waiting for the waiters to come attend to us. "When are we leaving here?"She suddenly ask.

“One at the Mayfair Conservatory, one at the Royal Arts Gala. Both at night.” Hazel’s eyes flicked up. “He said he was with investors both times.” “Maybe he invests in actresses,” Mia said dryly, handing her the phone. Hazel took it, scanning the attached image, a glossy article, a red carpet photo. Dimitri in his tailored suit, standing beside a woman in emerald silk. She wasn’t touching him, but she didn’t need to. The smile between them was too familiar. “Clara Voss,” Mia read aloud. “Actress. Two failed marriages, three perfume campaigns, and one conveniently timed charity scandal. Lovely hair though.”

“General admission’s sold out. You have to buy resell or VIP.” Haley stepped forward fast, pulling out her phone. “How much?” The girl shrugged. “Last I checked, VIP’s four hundred per person.” Haley flagged down a vendor kid sitting near the cotton candy stand. His oversized clown hat nearly slid off when he stood. “You selling?” Haley asked. He glanced around nervously, then nodded. “I got two QR codes. You want in now?” “Three.” He paused. “That will cost you.” Jasmine didn’t blink. “How much?”

Before I could respond, she hung up. *** That night, about forty minutes later, the car I was in stopped behind a private members’ club in West Hollywood. The place was well-known among celebrities because paparazzi couldn’t just walk in. I pulled on a hoodie and cap before getting out of the car. A staff member led me inside through the back entrance without saying much. A few minutes later, I saw Lyla sitting alone in a dim corner of the VIP lounge. She looked up at me coldly as I approached and sat across from her.

"Wala kaming kawalang-galang kay Ms. Sandoval, si Ms. Sandoval ay isang VIP customer sa aming shop. Paano namin siya masisira?" Saway ni President Max. "Kung gayon, ano ang tungkol sa narinig ko?" "Maling tao ba ang nakilala mo?" Ang klerk ay tumingin kay Lisora nang masama. "Ang VIP sa aming shop ay si Ms. Sandoval Clarisse, hindi ang magnanakaw na ito na nagngangalang Sandoval Lisora. President Max, dumating ka sa tamang oras. Sa tingin namin ay talagang kahina-hinala itong Lisora na ito. Tiyak na may ninakaw siya sa mall na ito. President Max, dapat hinalughog mo agad ang kanyang katawan, hindi mo siya papayagang magdala ng kung ano sa mall!"

Piper asked, breaking the silence. "Yeah, I never even thought of that!" Willow brought out the ticket from her purse and was watching it with keen interest. "Yeah, about that! I noticed something back at home, the back of the ticket that has a skull, scratch it off" he said. "Okay, this is just a Halloween show, can we not try to make it look creepy?" Hazel asked. "Come on, it is part of the fun of it!" Piper told her as she had scratched hers off already.

The screen lighting up with the caller's name. "Holly."

She asked over the loud music, eyes the size of saucers. " I have my ways." Ciara replies with a signature smirk. Hailey has a suspicious look on her face, still not convinced or satiated with her ' not- so- much- explaining' explanation. The latter doubles over in seeing her friend's expression , " I got it from a friend okay?," she explains pointing by the VIP session. " He's over there." Hailey looks over the secluded spot in the VIP session and was destracted by a very uncommon sight. Probably a multi million worth sight if photographed!

"Pay up, Hollandaise. Because your Stan Davis doesn't hold a torch against my guy." "Wait, who's Stan Davis?" Brigail asked Holly, suddenly at a loss to the name-dropping game her friends were playing. Holly and Jessica paid Brigail no mind. "Oh, yeah? Even if I tell you that he came in with Sophie-Anne Leclerq, the AC/DC heiress?" Holly interjected smugly. "The only way they can top my guy is if she, Stan Davis, and Matt Goss have a threesome on stage," Jessica replied dryly.

Out of the blue, I raised a question as I was curious about what was happening now while removing the seatbelt attached to my body. Hailey shrugged her shoulders while her eyes were still fixed in front of us to find a parking lot. She's still busy looking for a parking space; her forehead is wrinkled as she scrutinizes the area. "I am not sure about other reasons besides it being the weekend, Cathy." The bar that Hailey and I went to was VIP. This one is our favorite. Most of those who come here are famous people who have a say in society. It is a hangout for those in the showbiz industry, such as actors and models. It is also frequented as a hideout by billionaires, businessmen, and the ch