(Author’s POV)
We don’t know where she is right now. When we arrived, Oswald Mitchell called for her," Yelena told Fabian in a casual tone.
Ti was ticking away quickly, and Fabian was torn between going to the stage to do his duty or postponing it to search for Myra instead. He understood how significant this mont was, but thoughts of Myra consud him entirely. It didn’t let him think about anything else. His mind was racing with countless worries.
He took out his phone and looked up Myra’s number, but before he could call, another call ca in. This ti from his grandfather, Jacob Larson.
Biting his lips and rubbing his temples in distress, he answered to tell him that the announcent and speeches needed to be delayed a little. However, as soon as he heard his grandfather’s words, his voice caught in his throat, "Fabian, why haven’t you comnced the seminar yet? It is already ten minutes late. Do you know how precious ti is for each of our guests? What’s taking so long, huh?"
"Chairman Larson, I~" he was about to speak but was cut off by Jacob’s firm and unshakable voice, "Don’t ss it up."
Fabian felt a headache coming on. He sighed heavily and said, "Just give a minute. A guest was greeting ," Saying this, he ended the call.
He then asked Yelena, "I need to go to the stage. Can you call Myra for and ask her to join you? I have sothing really important to tell her." His voice ca out as pleading. He was desperate.
Yelena saw his dolorous expression and said, "Alright, you go on about doing your job. I will give her a call."
Feeling a bit relaxed, Fabian straightened his back and asked the girls, "Do I look alright?"
Yelena and Wendy looked at each other and said, while giggling, "Impeccable, Prof. Stephens~" As they said this, they laughed out loud. They were mimicking Siyona Estella’s voice.
He was embarrassed and replied, "Thanks. Now I really need to go. But, please~ .... Please call Myra for , uhh~" saying this, he smoothed his suit jacket and walked up to the stage. He took a deep and long breath and exhaled as he stood behind the podium and took on the microphone.
As if on cue, the orchestra that was playing in the background stopped. Adorning a welcoming and warm smile, he started, "Ladies and gentlen, may I have your attention please."
All the chatter around the room died down as every eye was fixated on him. He continued, "Good Afternoon, everyone, and a warm welco to the annual grand seminar held by Red Stone University. It’s truly a great pleasure to see so many of you here today, gathered together to celebrate Red Stone’s growth, expansion and annual achievents~" he went on and on as practiced but his eyes darted to search for Myra. But amongst so many guests, he wasn’t able to find her. It was like finding a needle in a haystack. And also~ .... He wasn’t aware of her transford appearance, so it wasn’t easy for him. Plus, the lighting effects has dimd as well.
anwhile, Yelena gave Myra a call, but all she could hear was a chanical voice verbalizing, "Sorry, the number you have dialed is either out of coverage network or switched off. Please, try again later." Her brows creased as she dialed again, but the result remained the sa.
Myra, whose attention was also grabbed by Fabian’s clear and deep voice, looked at him on the stage beamingly. The spotlight was shining on him as he took command of the stage like a boss. She was so very delighted to witness Fabian flourish. She clapped with the crowd as Fabian stated, "Now~ may I please welco the Chairperson of Red Stone University and CEO of Larson Group. Please, put your hands together for Mr. Jacob Larson."
The crowd applauded as the main gate on the other side brightened with another spotlight. The door opened, and in ca, in his utterly poised and dignified manner, Jacob. His walk was elegance incarnate. He asserted himself with an air of regality. His ruby red double breasted suit looked contrastingly beautiful on his extra pale skin. Wearing a crisp white shirt underneath and a black plaid tie, he was unmatchable.
All eyes were glued to him and naturally, Myra’s was too.
’So, this is Jacob Larson, the person who allowed to study in Red Stone. Because of his scholarship program, I am here. So, in a way, he is my benefactor,’ she looked at Jacob with pure, unfiltered admiration as he ascended the steps to take the center stage.
Fabian gracefully stepped aside, walked down the stairs and went straight to where Yelena and Wendy were. He asked, "Did you not call her? Why isn’t she here yet?" He was a little agitated when he didn’t see Myra with them.
"I called multiple tis, but the call is not connecting," Yelena told him.
Fabian clenched his left fist and made a call on Myra’s phone. He, too, was greeted with the sa electronic voice. His grip tightened on the phone as he turned around and said to both the girls, "Listen, I need you two to find Myra as soon as possible. And when you do, give a call. I will check the CCTV footage."
He was about to depart but Yelena held him back and asked, her expression filled with confusion, "Why? At least give us an explanation. Why are you behaving like this all of a sudden?"
"Yelena, there isn’t much ti left. I will explain it to you afterwards. Please~ .... Please, do this for ," he murmured, sounding really low as he beseeched the two.
Both Wendy and Yelena felt odd by his behavior but didn’t say anything at the mont. They thought, ’There has to be a definite reason if he is acting like this. We can ask him after finding Myra/ sis.’
As if rembering sothing, Yelena ntioned, "Hey, Fabian. Just to let you know, Myra is in a black dress and her appearance, it is a little different from usual."
"Got it," Fabian stord out of the room and proceeded directly to the security control room.
Jacob began his speech by thanking everyone present and went on, "This event wouldn’t be possible without the tireless efforts of our dedicated organizing team, especially Prof. Fabian Stephens, who, despite being so young, took on the lead role of managing and arranging today’s seminar so flawlessly and ticulously." A aningful smile crept up on his lips.
Myra was awestruck by how such a prestigious person was giving the credit to Fabian, recognizing him in front of so many influential figures.
Wendy kept calling Myra’s phone as the duo started searching for Myra amongst the densely packed room.
Jacob continued with his words, "Well, I can see all of you are dressed to impress, and I appreciate your efforts and ti thoroughly. Thank you all for making this a special occasion a reality. Now, now~ ... I won’t be taking the space and would like to announce the star of the day. Or, I might just add an ’s’. The special guests for today are soone young, ambitious and aspiring gentlen. They have managed not just to handle their business well but expand it globally and made the world abuzz with their nas."
As there was no ntion of the guests of honor, everyone was anticipating knowing who they were. After all, the persons, they were invited personally by Jacob Larson, the powerful business magnate, so it definitely can’t be soone ordinary. Listening to Jacob’s introduction, the crowd started murmuring amongst themselves, as Myra heard soone say, "Young, Ambitious and Aspiring, with such a mysterious setup. I am dying to know this person’s identity."
The other one replied, "By Mr. Larson’s words, it is clear that there is more than one. And with such praise coming from him, they had to be exceptional figures."
For so reason, Myra couldn’t help but feel nervous as Jacob finally called out, "Now, starting with a huge round of applause, may I please welco, on stage, the special invitees for today’s seminar who ca all the way from Kimberg. I know you all are eager. So, without further ado, please put your hands together to welco the four pillars of the Everests Corporation."
’Kimberg? Everests Corporation? There can’t be such a coincidence. There is only one .... No, no, Noooooo, this can’t be,’ Myra’s mind raced a mile a minute as anxiety kicked inside her, making her stomach churn.
The door opened as everyone waited for the guests to enter the premises. Myra was stupefied at his words and went into a state of complete shock. Her eyes remained glued to the door as she stayed rooted on the spot.
Doused in the golden light of the spotlight, four figures entered the room and fell into a dead silence. All four people were reeking of ethereal beauty as they made their way elegantly.
To Be Continued . . . . . . .
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