Chapter 149

"Yes. We could arrange it that way so you don't meet the other people and they don't meet you either." He adds, excited to have found a way out.

Linc glares heatedly at him. He takes a small step back.

"It is still very disappointing. I will be speaking to your minister about this." Linc says to the man who shrinks further away from us.

"We are very sorry, Monsieur." He says, bowing deeply.

Before he can escape back to whatever office he was summoned from, we hear approaching footsteps on the cement floor. It is definitely more than two people. I watch as they all trickle in. Women. Models. A man with short legs and a long torso in colorful pants and a brush stuck somewhere in his thick afro, and then lastly, a man in designer joggers and huge sunshades joins the crew.

They all stop to stare at us. I am staring right back at them, my mouth open. It is one of the biggest popstars of my generation. An icon. I am doing my best to not squeal like a little girl but