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210 - PUBLIC HUMILIATION
Sarah stood in the makeup room, staring herself in the bright mirror lights. The artist was finishing the last touch on her eyeliner, her lips painted a perfect red. Her hair was smooth, falling down her shoulders like black silk. “This is it,” Sarah whispered. “Tonight, I fix everything.” Kara stood behind her, holding her phone, checking the schedule. “The host will bring you on in ten minutes.” Sarah nodded, lifting her chin. She had practiced her lines, her fake tears, and the soft smile she would give the camera. She would tell the world about her struggles and how she was rising stronger. The hallway outside was cold, the floors shining under the harsh lights. A producer waved Sarah toward the stage, her heels clicking on the floor as she walked. She held her clutch tightly, ignoring how her palms were sweating. She glanced at h
209 - RUINED GALA
Sarah stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the straps of her silver gown. Her hair was pinned perfectly, and her makeup was flawless, but her eyes looked tired. She forced herself to smile, checking it in the mirror, making sure it looked real. “Tonight is the night,” she whispered to herself. “We fix everything.” Kara peeked in, holding a clipboard. “Ms. Chen, the car is ready.” Sarah nodded, grabbing her clutch. She slipped on her diamond earrings, ignoring the pit in her stomach. She needed this night to go perfectly. --- The hotel lobby was bright, filled with the smell of expensive perfume and soft piano music. Guests in black suits and glittering dresses moved around, laughing and taking pictures. Influencers were already filming themselves in front of the gold Chen Industries banners. Sarah stepped out of the car, smiling as cameras
208 - ANOTHER TASTE OF FAILURE?
Sarah stepped out of the black car, the cold New York air hitting her skin as cameras flashed around her. She lifted her chin, letting her silk coat fall open just enough to show the deep blue designer gown beneath. The marble steps of the auction house glistened under the lights, lined with velvet ropes and eager influencers filming every moment.“Ms. Chen! Over here!” someone shouted.Sarah turned, smiling perfectly as she let them snap photos, her diamond earrings catching the light. Her phone buzzed in her clutch, but she ignored it, stepping forward into the warm glow of the auction hall.Tonight, she would show them. Chen Industries still stood.---Inside, the auction house smelled of polished wood and expensive perfume. Crystal chandeliers glittered above, lighting the rows of seats filled with billionaires, influencers, and art collectors in tailored suits and shimmering gowns.A massive painting stoo
207 - ANOTHER FAILURE
Sarah stood at the edge of the rooftop, looking out over the skyline, the lights blinking like tiny cameras watching her every move. Her black gown shimmered under the strings of gold lights, her makeup perfect, her hair pinned into an elegant twist. She breathed in, ignoring the twisting in her stomach. Tonight would change everything. She turned, scanning the rooftop venue filled with round tables draped in white, each with a single frosted bottle of her new perfume, Phoenix. Influencers moved around with ring lights, giggling, filming, posting stories. Waiters carried trays of champagne, the clinking of glasses mixing with the hum of rooftop heaters. Sarah’s lips curled into a confident smile. This was it. Her comeback. “Sarah, the press is ready,” Kara whispered, holding a clipboard with trembling hands. Sarah didn’t look at her, adjusting the diamond bracele
206 - SINKING PARTY
Sarah stood on the deck of the massive white yacht, the Miami sun making the gold trim on her dress sparkle as if she were wrapped in light. Cameras flashed as influencers moved around her, filming her as she lifted a glass of champagne, forcing a perfect smile. She tilted her head, letting her hair fall just right, ignoring the tightness in her chest. “Chen Industries is stronger than ever,” she said to a reporter, her voice clear. The reporter nodded, smiling, but the camera lens felt cold on Sarah’s skin. She held the smile until the camera dropped before letting her jaw clench. Behind her, Kara was adjusting place cards on the tables, careful not to drop any glasses. The yacht crew moved in and out, carrying trays of hors d’oeuvres, the scent of shrimp and lemon drifting through the warm air. Music pumped softly from the speakers, the bass thrumming under Sarah’s heels. --- Sarah walked to the rail,
205 - VIP GALA FALL
Sarah stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the diamond necklace around her neck. The new black velvet gown hugged her figure perfectly, the slit high enough to draw attention without looking desperate. Her hair was pinned into a sleek wave, makeup flawless, eyes sharp. Kara hovered near the door, holding a clipboard, careful not to make a sound. Sarah’s phone buzzed on the vanity, and she snatched it up. It was a reminder for the night: *Global Hearts Charity Gala – Keynote Speech at 8:00 PM.* Sarah’s lips curled as she dropped the phone into her clutch. “Tonight,” she whispered to herself, “I take it back.” She would remind them who Sarah Chen was. She would remind them that Chen Industries still stood, stronger than ever. --- The ballroom was a sea of crystal chandeliers, white roses, and soft violin music. Influencers moved like hungry birds, cameras in hand, whispering to each ot
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