Sweet Scandals

Ch. 43

The Paradise Hotel Ballroom was attended by invited guests. The catwalk is ready. Invitational guests began to line up neatly in their respective places in front of the catwalk stage. It is decorated by colorful lights.

While backstage, Olivia and Shelly seemed busy preparing the models who will show the fashion design.

Across the street, Irene was being groomed by an MUA. The plan, Irene will get ready herself. But Olivia asked him to come early. Because Irene had to practice walking on the catwalk for the first time. The other models have finished dressing. They are now preparing to enter the catwalk.

While Irene was in the dress up, across from Olivia was chatting with Zaky. Irene came with Zaky. Although there was no response to Axelle's approval, but he could not refuse either. Zaky is Axelle's manager.

"Thank you for bothering me to pick up Irene." Olivia.

Zaky smiled. "It's okay, Olive. I'm glad I could help Olive.

"Somehow I'm really interested in Irene. Seeing it made me remember someone. My beloved daughter." Unknowingly the sentence was spoken from Olivia's mouth.

"What's? Who?" Maybe because of the noisy circumstances, because the music that began to sound in a loud play, making Zaky's hearing a little disturbed. Not listening well to Olivia's words.

"Who does Miss Olive mean?" Ask Zaky once again once the circumstances allow.

Olivia was also shocked. As if he were awake from his daydream.

"Oh, that's ... I mean, Irene was a good kid. She's beautiful, friendly, I like to see her innocence." Olivia tried to cover up her misbehavior.

Zaky smiled again as he looked across. Looking at Irene who looks beautiful in a black dress. Irene was so graceful when she was finished in the dress up. Stupefied Zaky for a moment.

"Oh yes, please take a seat. I had to prepare Irene to go on stage to the catwalk. This is the first time for him. So I have to go with him." Said Olivia later.

"Oh, yes, yes. Please Mrs Olive. Then I'll just go ahead. Let's ..." Zaky got up and took a seat in the row of chairs that were available on each side of the stage.

After the models finished showing fashion design Olivia. Now, Irene's turn will appear as a cover.

Nervousness, stage fright ...

Ja.

Because this is the first time Irene appeared in front of many people. Cold sweat began to pour, trembling was suddenly felt. But, thanks to Olivia, he finally ventured to walk on the catwalk stage. By wearing the best dress designed by Olivia in the catalog collection exhibited tonight.

Many eyes were amazed at his appearance. The elegant and sexy black dress that looks suitable to wear Irene. No exception with Zaky. Her sweet smile never escaped her face when she witnessed Irene's appearance.

While across, it appeared a beautiful woman walked gracefully into the ballroom. Then sit in an empty place. Unlike Zaky who smiled sweetly, even amazed. The woman smiled cynically at Irene's appearance. Especially when the show is over. Closed with the presence of Olivia as a fashion designer.

Clarissa.

The woman looked down on Irene. From his gaze alone it was obvious his dislike towards Irene.

The clapping of the invited guests' hands rang out to fill the hall. As a sign that the fashion exhibition is over.

Behind the stage, things looked the same as they were during the preparations. Olivia and Shelly are busy organizing the models.

"Thank you so much for all your hard work. You guys are amazing tonight." Olivia thanks to the models who have been showing off her fashion designs.

While across, it appeared Irene was walking very carefully. Because the long dress she was wearing and the high heels on her feet made her a little difficult. He struggled to move his legs which began to feel sore because they were not used to using high heels for too long. Until suddenly someone thrusts his foot, blocking his path. He could no longer keep his body in balance.

Irene's body was shaken. Maybe it will fall to the floor. Three seconds ... Two seconds ... One second ...

HAP

Quickly, in the blink of an eye, someone caught his body at the right moment. Until Irene was helped from circumstances that might make her embarrassed.

"You're okay, right?" Ask someone who helped Irene. Irene stared at the man.

"Axelle?" Irene could hardly believe it. How could Axelle be here. While he said, he could not attend because of his long filming.

Axelle smiled as she helped Irene stand up properly. He then swept his gaze from the tip of the foot to the end of the head. Looking at Irene with admiration.

"You're so pretty." Praise Axelle. With a look of admiration and love.

Irene reviewed her sweet smile while being shy. "Thank you."

"It's you and yourself?"

"No. There's a MUA that's dressing up. If I dance alone, it will look like a clown. As you said." Irene scowled furiously, pursing her lips.

Axelle was chuckling. I'm worried about Irene's behavior.

"Handering. You pout like that so it really looks like a clown, you know ..." Pinched Irene's cheek. To make someone who is watching them become sultry. I don't even like seeing the closeness of the two of them.

Clarissa.

His plan to make Irene fall, failed already. Who would have thought Axelle had come at the right time. All he knows is, Axelle won't be able to come here, because of his heavy filming. There are a lot of scenes that Axelle has to finish today. But, how could Axelle be in this place. Did the director give him permission once again?

"Hi ..." Sapa Clarissa's.

Instantly, Axelle's cheerful face was gloomy. And Irene as well. Even Irene began to feel uncomfortable being between Axelle and Clarissa, Axelle's former lover.

"Wow ... Your appearance is pretty good. That's fine." Clarissa said throwing crisp compliments.

"Thank you." Reply Irene flat.

"But, still, the village." With a special cynical smile. Clarissa even looked down on Irene from the tip of her foot to the tip of her head. It made Irene even more uncomfortable and awkward.

"Rissa, watch your mouth." Hardik Axelle doesn't like to hear Clarissa's insults to Irene.

"The Game on Axelle. You can see for yourself, what is the village of this girl. What's the reason you ended our relationship because of this village girl?"

Axelle did not respond. Half-dead he held back his anger. Moreover, when I saw Irene was getting embarrassed.

"That's right. Your marriage is even a charade."

"Rissy." Hardik Axelle once again. Then spread his eyes around. Afraid that someone might hear Clarissa's words.

"Once again you talk about the charade, then I__"

"Then what am I, Honey?" Sela Clarissa fast.

"From now on, stop calling me Honey. Okay?"

"No, no. Our relationship ended for no apparent reason. If this is all because of this village girl, I don't accept it. It would be inappropriate if you compare me to her."

Irene was still embarrassed. Discomfort, bad taste, sense of trampled self-esteem, mingled into a taste that even difficult he described. What is increasingly felt is only the pain that is increasingly stabbing to the bottom of the tribe.

"Axis ... Irene ..." Amidst the increasingly hot chatter, Zaky suddenly came over.

"Clarissa?" Zaky frowned looking at Clarissa. Then his gaze rolled on the downcast Irene. Reluctant to lift his face, even if he just looked at him for a moment.

"Aren't you on the set of Axelle?" Zaky asked, looking at Axelle.

"I'm done with it. Oh yeah, there's a lot I want to ask you. One of them, about newcomers who carelessly you recruit. I really don't like." Axelle with her sharp look.

"I have my own reasons for that."

Uncomfortable being among them, Irene chose to stay away. Taking quick steps left the three of them.

Seeing that, Zaky quickly followed Irene's steps.

"Irene ..." Call Zaky.

Irene ignored. He continued to move quickly even though he was a little stung because of the high heels he was wearing.

"Irene, wait." Call Zaky again. Keep trying to follow Irene's steps. Until finally, Zaky caught up with him. He held Irene's wrist. Irene was forced to stop her steps.

"Where are you going?" Ask Zaky.

"I want to go home. The show's over."

"But Miss Olive wants to see you."

"Sorry, next time. I want to go home now."

"Well, I'll drive you home?" Bargain Zaky.

"no need. He'll come home with me." Irene had no time to reply, Axelle had already answered Zaky's offer. With keto.

Slowly, Axelle removed Zaky's hand from Irene's wrist. Accompanied by his sharp gaze.

"Solve your problem with Clarissa. Irene let me drive her home." Zaky.

"Can't."

"Why?"

"Because she's my wife."

Zaky pulled the corner of his lips. Axelle was just kidding. "Axelle, did you forget who put you in that bond? Your bond isn't real."

"I love her." Strictly Axelle without further ado. Until Zaky was stunned and fixated on looking at Axelle who looked serious with his words.

TB