Found!?

“FOR THE PARTY, WAYNE,” it simply said.

Talia placed the card on her chest, looking up to the ceiling as a wide grin escaped her lips.

Wayne had gotten the dress for Talia because he had noticed she lacked a sense of dressing, and he wanted her to look pretty and opulent.

Talia flew over to New York, and lodged in a five star hotel suite Wayne had prepared for her.

Later in the day, Wayne asked one of his drivers to go pick Talia up from the hotel to the venue.

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“Your dress looks nice on you,” Wayne complimented Talia as he watched her cheek turn tomato red.

“Thank you sir,” she said almost shyly.

“Ahh, you're here!“ Both Wayne and Talia turned to see a man coming towards their direction.

“Mr Gabrielle, it's nice to see you,” Wayne greeted.

Wayne stretched out his hand and shook Mr Gabrielle's hand.

“And who is this beautiful lady?“ Mr Gabrielle asked, turning to glance at Talia.

“She's my manager,” Wayne responded. Mr Gabrielle took Talia's hand, planting a kiss on her hand.