Chapter 8 Richard - When Emma Falls In Love

• Once Elena finished her speech and announced the name of her book, the fundraising began. She got off the podium and went over to sign autographs, everyone cat calling, excited to have her so close. It was as though she was a goddess. Two women were crying as they told her about how her works had changed their lives. They were crying so hard that Elena began crying too. It was so beautiful to watch.
• “Mr. Delmonte! So glad you were able to make it.” I forced a smile onto my face as I reluctantly walked over to Jude Bellingham, the event's organizer, prepping myself mentally for the unnecessary small talk. As long as you were famous, gracing events like this had people treat you with so much pretentiousness. Too much ass-kissing from people who didn't give two fucks about who you were, but what your fame and wealth brought them. It was sickening to watch, let alone be an active participant.
• “Thank you once again for your generosity in letting us use this beautiful, spacious event center of yours for free, and also handling the decorations and refreshments. You've got a heart of gold, and I'm positive you'll take your family's empire to greater heights once you take over. Is there anything industry you guys aren't excelling in? You've got your hands on several popular magazines, numerous tabloids, the entertainment and fashion industry, and of course your art gallery and media house. I have no doubt you all make it work in your family. Thank you once again for helping me once again.”