The concert 1
Then, Olivia, who was listening to their conversations, burst into raucous laughter which infested her husband. Afterwards, she turned to Tim, who was drenched, confused and said.
“That is the price of being a celeb. Were you expecting that you would stroll freely on the road and your fans would not crowd around you?”
Likewise, Tim became calm and afterwards, he asked.
“So, I am a celebrity?”
Mr. Denise Bailey could not help burst into raucous of laughter, too.
Four Days to the Event.
After the meeting of the Family Heads where Tim was introduced, Mr. Brown Bailey had been tactically following the issue. He did not wish to be less concerned or too pushy. He called once in a while to check on Tim. Meanwhile, Mr. Arthur Bailey had specifically invited the Heads of Family to the event through the Patriarch. He forwarded the E-Flyer to the Family Heads as an official invitation. They were happy to see Daniel Anderson and Tim Princewill as the main people on the flyer, and they questioned the relationship of the children with them.
“Daniel is my grandson and Tim is Stephen's son.”
He had explained. Now, they took a critical look at the transformed Tim and had a change of mind and bought the tickets. Now, some of them had children and grandchildren who had been struggling to lunch out their musical career. They saw that as an opportunity to butter him up to lunch out their career. They paid for the ticket too.
As Mr. Denise Bailey had planned, he was out to take Tim to the airport himself in the company of the Security Officers. When they get to the airport, he reminded Tim.
“Here we are, Tim. Remember all that I told you.”
“I will do as you have advised, uncle.”
“That's my boy. This is the critical stage of your career. What you do now, will either make or mar you.”
“I am aware. Mr. Addy had told me that.”
“Good. Give me a call when you settle down at the Resort Center and take care of yourself.”
“I will. Take care too.”
Mr. Denise Bailey gave him a tight hug, and after he released him, he tapped his back and assured him.
“You are born to win.”
“Thank you, Uncle. Safe trip.”
“Safe trip to you too.”
At the Bailey International Conglomerates
Mr. Arthur Bailey had been busy reaching out to his friends with the E-Flyer and an accompanying note.
“I am inviting you specially. The children in the flyer are my grandson and nephew.”
His class of friends, who saw the event before and ignored it, picked interest at once and planned to attend. Mr. Brown Bailey, who would not want to ruin the relationship between them, gave him a call that morning.
“Hello, Brown.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey greeted when he picked the call.
“Hello, Arthur. How is work?”
“My work is fine, and yours?”
“My work is fine too. I called for two reasons. First, I want to know if you would not mind if I send the invitation of our children's concert to my friends.”
“That is very nice of you. Please feel free. What is your second reason?”
“Yes. I would like to supply the children with milk from my farm at no cost. Will that be welcomed?”
Now, Mr. Arthur Bailey was thrilled. He knew Mr. Brown Bailey to be a gentleman, and he had lived up to it. He joyously responded.
“That would be welcomed. Thank you for that gesture. You will hear from us.”
“It is all right. Kindly let me know how many children would be in attendance.”
“That would be done at once.”
To Mr. Brown Bailey's astonishment, in the nest one hour, he got an edited copy of the flyer with the logo and name of his dairy farm as a sponsor.
“Wow! That is a nice gesture.”
He mumbled. Now, Jude Addy became busy with the editing of the flyer as many companies took a clue from Mr. Brown Bailey's gesture. Now, the distraught Jude got tired of editing the flyer as many companies began to show interest. Prominent among them was the piano companies. The participants would return with one keyboard each. Then, he took the initiative to stop accepting sponsors, especially the food vendors.
“I don't even know the quality of their food.”
Then, he set an Automated Response to the dedicated email and phone number with the message.
(Thank you for your interest in partnering with us. We are pleased to inform you that we have stopped accepting sponsors for this season until next season. See you then.)
“Why are they just showing up?”
Mr. Jude Addy muttered.
At the Food Planet Restaurant
Unfortunately, the Food Planet Restaurant was turned down as well and Harriet David, now Taylor, felt bad. When her Husband got to the restaurant that afternoon for his lunch, he walked into her office and noticed that she was moody and asked in apprehension.
“You look moody, baby. What is the issue?”
To her husband’s disturbance, she began to tear up at once as she was explaining.
“They turned my proposal down. This would have been an opportunity to reach out to children and their parents at a go. Is it because I am a beginner?”
Now, she was resting her head on his shoulder when she was explaining, and he stroked her hair before he spoke.
“My Sunshine.”
She remained mute. Now, Mr. Henry Taylor could feel her heartbeat, then, he comforted.
“It is OK. Don't think much about it. We will sort it out.”
She raised her tear soaked face and looked into her husband's eyes and asked.
“How? They have stopped accepting sponsors.”
Now, Mr. Henry Taylor made her to sit on the couch, and he sat beside her and remarked.
“There may be a way out.”
Now, she dried her tears and looked at her husband's phone as he was trying to make a call. The phone rang and stopped. Then, he tried again.
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