Damien stared at Randy for a long ti before he shook his head and said; "you’re too naive and it makes wonder why you haven’t with that brain of yours." He turned his face back to the starless sky and continued: "Stop talking, let sleep. At dawn, look for who would tell you where Kimberly was kept."
"You want to sleep here?" Randy asked in astonishnt.
"Why can’t I sleep here? I told you to stop talking, didn’t I?" Seeing Randy wanted to speak again, Damien cut him off. "Another word and you’ll show how the swimrs swim until morning."
Randy shifted his gaze between his Master and the calm pool before he glared at Damien. "Goodnight," he said and closed his eyes.
Damien continued to look at the sky and after a long ti, he turned his head to look at the sleeping Randy, then his lips stretched into a thin smile.
"Thanks for coming," he mumbled under his breath.
...
The next day was Christine’s official debut. Her team was running around and putting things in place for her.
Inside the dressing room was the beautiful-looking Christine, dressed in a flowy white gown with a wireless headset microphone. She looked calm and collected as she stared back at her reflection in the large dressing mirror in front of her.
Her red lips were a contrast to her pale face and her nose was pointed to the sky like it was disdaining all beings except herself.
At that mont, the door was pushed open and the masked VJ Cute walked in with her guards stationed by the door.
"You haven’t held success in your grasp, yet you’re already looking so pompous. What would happen after you’ve beco a sensation? Tch!"
Christine shifted her gaze to VJ Cute whose image was also reflecting in the mirror.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about but since you’re here, I would like for us to talk so things through."
VJ Cute took an empty seat and sat with her back resting on the seat and her leg crossed over the other. She crossed her arms over her chest and closed her eyes to cool off. She had a small fight with Valen before coming and it saddened her heart. Poor child...
"...Are you listening?"
Christine’s voice pulled her mind back to reality and without opening her eyes, she said: "If you weren’t speaking as if you were in a hole, I would have heard you, don’t you think?"
"Y–"
"If you can’t speak, get your Manager or CEO boyfriend to communicate with on your behalf, I don’t have the ti to waste words with you."
"..."
For a long ti, nobody said anything and to Christine, the silence was suffocating. She doesn’t like this lady and it seems the lady feels the sa way.
"I won’t have a problem with you provided you don’t embarrass on stage." She managed to say.
"That’s what every sensible person won’t worry about because they know that I signed a contract with 200 billion as damages if I breached the contract."
Christine was flabbergasted. She pointed to her nose after a long while and asked in disbelief: "Are you by chance implying that I’m senseless?"
"No, not implying, It’s a fact... You’re stupid." VJ Cute replied lazily.
"Y– you, how dare you!!"
"Truth hurts." VJ Cute shrugged.
"What is going on here?" The door burst open and the Manager walked in with Christine’s Assistant.
"I also want to know why your artist has a problem with . Why is she picking on ? I’m doing you all a favor and ages hating on ? The effrontery!" VJ Cute thundered.
A chill ran down Christine’s back after hearing that. "You lying bitch!!" She couldn’t hold it back and directly scread.
"That’s enough! Get a grip of yourselves, you two!!" Manager Richard stopped them both as he was having a hard ti holding back his fury. "If the both of you can’t collaborate in peace, then I see no need for this act we are putting on. You should all fix yourselves!"
Christine bit her lower lip and whispered pitifully. "I’m sorry for my outburst...VJ I’m sorry."
VJ Cute rolled her eyes and refused to reply.
"Ok, now that you both have settled your differences, you can head out to the stage now. VJ, you’ll be backstage like always and do your thing... Christine, adhere to the instructions and don’t kill the music. This performance would determine how strong your foot in the industry will beco. You are already lucky with thousands of fans. All you need to do is impress them with your movents to the music and let VJ win them over. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Manager," Christine responded.
"Great, now you can head out."
After Christine left, Manager Richard stared at VJ Cute for a long ti before heading out. He didn’t want to annoy her because she truly had the potential to help him win the Award, so he’ll tolerate her excesses for now.
"We should leave," he said and VJ Cute got up and followed him out.
In the concert hall, housing tens of thousands of fans from Country A, Country Y, Country Z, Country M, and a few more Countries, Christine stood on the stage like a sore thumb. It was simply too unbelievable and surreal that she would be getting these many followers from just a few songs released by VJ Cute so day ago.
After VJ Cute signed the contract to be a voice artist, she was made to start remixing popular songs just to entertain people and to also draw fans with her voice. Together with the fans that Christine already had before, this gathering of hungry fans beca possible.
She could hear the cheers and excitent coming from these fans and it made her get super excited and nervous. She was scared of making mistakes for any little mistake she makes right now will be the beginning of her failure.
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