When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Stellas voice was stern as she added, Use the microphone.

I want everyone to hear it loud and clear.

Hearing this, Lindsays frustration boiled over.

Stella, you cant do this.

It will disgrace Matthew.

Stellas retort was swift and sharp.

Oh? Now you think about Matthews embarrassment? You should have considered the consequences before you acted so impulsively.

Lindsay found herself tongue-tied, utterly confounded by Stellas probing question.

With a smug grin, Doreen wheeled Lindsay forward, offering a word of caution.

Miss Wheeler, you have mobility issues, and the backstage area is a hive of activity right now.

If you were to be jostled, who would take the blame? Much better to enjoy the show from the front, away from the hustle. Fury and frustration boiled within Lindsay as she hissed.

indifferent to her anger,

steadying her nerves before making

into a warm smile as

starts

everyone, for pushing

going to make this

all from Mileys renowned agency, were no strangers to

quiet but firm, signaling a

returned to her seat, simmering with

gather her thoughts, the emcee had already embellished and broadcast Stellas words to the audience, sparking a wave

Lindsay, stirring a cocktail of embarrassment and rage within

opulent

Launch event burst into life beneath the glow of brilliant lights, with the emcees voice weaving through the crowd, setting the stage for what promised to be

his words faded, the space filled with the thumping beats of an

the runway with her grace

room, mesmerizing the audience to the point that it was claimed

from ten

price tags did nothing to quench the audiences thirst for haute

was the undisputed puppet master, her simple yet stylish suit

serene focus, the glow of professionalism and determination reflected in