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22. How to approach a rich man

" You don't remember anything?" France is exactly the opposite of Collete, because he smiles continuously from earlier. France kissed Collete's lips while he was still unconscious in the car.

" Is there something funny that happened?" Collete, who saw France smiling to himself, was afraid that he would do something very embarrassing.

" No, you're great." That's all France told him. Collete won't bother. She felt like she was only sleeping for a while, but it was so good that it was strange for her. His body was very light when he woke up in the car. It is rare to sleep without nightmares.

France and Collete descend on a luxurious looking spot for Collete. Very fancy. Collete recalled the words of France, that he had a friend of a famous designer who wanted to be introduced to Collete.He had no idea who the designer was. He is less well-versed in the fashion world. All Collete has done so far is wear clothes that fit in his body and fit in the event he will attend.

" Have you ever attended a fashion show?" France asked.

" No" Collete held both shoulders. I don't understand the meaning of the question France.

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Collete closed his eyes as a glare glow shone right into his face. Not playing around bothers them with the lights. It took Collete a few seconds to adjust his eyes. When they entered a room that turned out to be a lot of people in it. France, aware of Collete's facial changes, pulled him away from the media covering. A big catch for the media, that a Richman went to a fashion show with a girl.

One of the organizers who noticed the crowd at the entrance immediately approached. Knowing who came was a Richman of course the committee called some colleagues to provide extra security to France Richman. When France was in control, he held Collete's hand tightly. Collete who looked down could not stand the flickering blitz of the camera according to the direction of France's hand until he entered again into a room that had a lot of seats.

" I'm sorry, sir. We didn't expect that the guest of honor would come at this event." A committee with a face that was truly sorry for the incident just now.

" It's okay. Zer invited me in person when he visited my office. Then I have to come."

Collete looked at France who turned out to have a lot of influence here and there began to be amazed. Moreover, France's lightning-fast shielded the uncomfortable Collete with a camera blitz. " Whether my ugly face will be plastered in an amateur fashion magazine or a little pro, maybe a pro once" Collette sat in, thinking about whether it was right on her face when in the photo. Then looking at his appearance from or down, he was completely desperate.

" You should have said that we came to this show. So I can dress up." Collete elbow France. But it was not France who felt pain when Collete felt pain, he felt elbowed the board.

" I'm sorry, I'll be more sensitive next time. Let's sit comfortably" France pulled Collete's arm while stroking the elbow that had elbowed him. France also felt that the one who would be in pain was Collete. Because his body is as hard as a rock.

Collete looked at France again, the way she sat was very classy. France only wears a very bright sky blue shirt. It fits perfectly with her white skin. Her legs are wrapped in white jeans. Collete uses light blue jeans with a white t-shirt. Visually they both look like a couple.

Some people started to occupy their seats. Collete sits on the right of France. He noticed around which audience were all famous people. Starting from the top artists, actors, singers, socialites, entrepreneurs, designers, and even ministers. Collete feels so ordinary, just a bar singer.

" You know Zer? is he a famous designer in the movie Neptune Wars? her clothing design became iconic because she seemed to be able to predict the fashion that would hit next year." France whispered to Collete, as many journalists were covering. France didn't want them to read France's lips while chatting with Collete.

" France Richman, who would have thought there was a diamond in a haystack" a Korean singer greeted France in a foreign language. Totally foreign in the tenlinga Collete.

" What do you mean I'm a diamond and you're the rapids, Alisha?" France looked at the beautiful singer.

Her hair is brown copper in waves on a regular basis. Collete peeked out from behind France's body. France was forcibly pulled by the singer, kissing her left and right cheeks. Collete just rolled his eyes. Not liking women who like men, not at all his type.

" Who's the girl you brought this time?" Alisha glanced at the Asian woman beside France who noticed no less beautiful with other guests.

" First, I never took a woman to any meeting. These two beautiful women named Collete Scott, he will accompany me continuously or vice versa. It can be said that way. Collette, Anisha Bonet. Alisha, Collette Scott." France introduced Collete to the beautiful singer sitting to his left.

" Hey, nice to meet you" said Alisha, Collete just smiled nodding.

" How do you approach a rich man?" Alisha attacked Collete. Collete's eyes narrowed, his smile fading.

" What did you say?" France vaguely said this.

" You have to be talented enough to charm a man with your real voice. Not lipsing, baby. Your voice is still below my standards when you sing." Collete stared intently at Alisha, France completely holding back his laughter with a flushed face.

Another case with Alisha whose face turned purple so angry at Collete's words. Alisha left before the show even started. Collete did a movement like expelling with both hands. Compared to singers, Collette is more confident in her own talent than singers on television. Collete believes they are just lucky.

" Will he come back?" Collete asked France who could control his laughter so much smaller now.

" I don't know, does it matter to you?" France whispered again in Collete's ear.

" No and why do you always whisper in my ear when you talk?" Collete Keelian as France whispers to him. Hearing this, France laughed.

" There are a lot of reporters here, they're not just hunting fashion but hunting news as well. I'm an easy prey for them, so I whisper in your ear to talk. So they can't read my lips. So they won't get any gossip about me or you"

" Oh, okay. So I'll whisper in your ear too if you want to talk" Collette agreed with France's idea and followed suit.

France's mind is very difficult to divert but keep trying when Collete's breath feels warm on his cheeks. I don't know why make the mind of France go everywhere. So France closed her eyes as Collete whispered to avoid things that should be avoided in public.