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But the host definitely won't let the male lead get sick or encounter any problems. "Clear. I know what I should do.” [...] “But the app helps me...” Phedra Elizabeth paused. [What information does the host want to know? If you need any help, just say so.] “Every time it's quiet like this. It's lonely.” [The host wants the app to talk to the host?] “Not really, but what should I do if I miss someone who already has someone by my side?” [...] “Since when did I feel a little afraid of the dark?”

He had now let Elvira stand on her own. Elvira was the first to stomp out. I could imagine how upset she was, but that was none of my business. I didn't ask her to come in the first place. Kelvin exhaled sharply before he ambled after Elvira, obviously. ~~~~~~~~ “Mr. and Mrs. Miller, thank you for honoring our invitation and making it to our TV show. I am Hostess Gabriella and I will be asking the both of you a few questions which would help all of us here to learn.” The hostess uttered, a warm smile spread across her lips as she glanced through some papers with her.

I can handle injured patients better than this elite social stuff. “Will you refresh my memory of who the host is tonight?” She tugs the handle of my wheelchair and turns me around. “Tonight’s host is the couple over there.” She points across the large room to an older pair in coordinated outfits. They confidently stand with their heads held high while holding a wine glass. An air of authority swirls around them, but they don’t appear to be cocky or snobby. I tilt my head. “Do they hold this event every year?”

The Grand Empire Hall:- “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for joining us on this special night of the Businessman Of The Year Award. I, Ricky William, am your host for tonight. And on behalf of the organizers, I welcome you with all my heart.” Said the anchor, Ricky Williams, coming on the stage. His jolly tone made people give him a round of applause.

He wanted to introduce me to the pack members. “Hello, everyone. I hope y’all are having fun,” the host’s voice echoed through the hall, garnering everyone’s attention. The music halted, and the people returned to their seats with satisfied smiles on their faces. “Yes. It would be best if we could have this type of fun every evening,” a woman said amongst the crowd, and everyone burst into a peal of laughter.

So, she could get some kind of reaction out of me? I wrap my arm around her shoulder and pull her close to me as we head inside. The second the hostess sees me, she smiles. I'm pretty sure her name is Laura. I'm still working on remembering all the employee's names here though. "Welcome back Shane, I see you brought a guest with you today." I give her a friendly smile. "A very special guest. This is Zoey!" I say, smiling down at her. The hostess gives a huge smile. "The Zoey? It's so nice to meet you! I am Laura, Shane talks about you all the time. I'm glad I finally get to meet you!"

I never liked being the host whatsoever. "Welcome, gentlemen," I began, my tone measured and diplomatic. "Thank you for joining us today and accepting my humble invitation and also agreeing to host this annual meeting at Brown Wood Pack. As you know, the purpose of this meeting is to discuss the potential benefits of embracing technology within our packs."

A few minutes had passed since all the guests had settled into their seats, eagerly awaiting the commencement of the event. Anticipation filled the air, and I could feel the energy building up in the room. It was at this moment that Drew, with a confident stride, made his way to the stage, assuming the role of the host for the day. "Good day, everyone," Drew's voice rang out, commanding the attention of the room. "I am honored to be your host for this special launch. Thank you all for joining us today. I promise it will be a memorable experience." His words resonated through the crowd, eliciting enthusiastic cheers and applause.

“British, huh?” Isla nodded slightly, her gaze moved to Noah, who had an unreadable expression on his face. He must be disappointed. She had embarrassed him in front of these important people. “Here,” Alex stood up, holding out his hand for Isla. As she took it, he pulled her up. Their bodies collided for a brief second before they sprang apart. “I'm Alex Hawthorne. The host of this party. Are you here alone?” Isla turned to Noah, who avoided her gaze. She felt a sharp twinge in her chest but before she would answer, he interrupted them.

I mutter, “Sometimes I think you forget this is all just for show. If I weren’t a party to the contract, I’d almost believe you mean half the things you do.” He holds my gaze. Long. Then shakes his head and turns. We return to our table. The host returns to the stage. Applause ripples through the room. “Finally,” the host says, “let’s close the evening with a few words from our esteemed sponsor — Damon Stone.” Wait. What? I turn to him in shock, but he’s already standing. He leans down just before walking off. “Wipe that shocked look off your face. People are watching.” I plaster on a smile, even as I whisper, “You’re

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