Chapter 92 AN UNEXPECTED VIDEO CALL
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Bruno ran a hand through his tousled hair, his eyes drifting toward the window.
Deep in thought.
The anticipation for Beauty's school reunion event stirred a mixture of excitement and anxiety deep inside.
Tomorrow is D-Day!
The day he will finally confess his feelings.
He may go to the Reunion as a fake Boyfriend, but he is going home as a real one.
She would say yes... Jessie assured him.
He laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
His thoughts were consumed by the memory of how Beauty had looked at him before they said goodbye that evening.
He wanted to kiss her but...
Bruno let out a slow breath.
Tomorrow could change everything or nothing. And that uncertainty was what kept his heart pounding.
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Beauty was going through her phone, the tweets about their reunion hashtags were all over the social media platforms.
Reason being that Beyoncé does not only have the same name as the popular, iconic artist.
Her Billionaire father is also a popular, legendary musician.
That qualifies Beyoncé as a public figure too, with thousands of fan pages all over social media.
Suddenly, a couple picture of a classmate and her husband popped up in her feed.
"Can't wait, my husband is excited!"
Another with his girlfriend.
"I am going to propose to my girl tomorrow! Bring your partner, reunion is the best!"
Beauty sighed.
What if things go bad and Bruno's identity becomes exposed.
The mocking faces of her classmates laughing and pointing at her.
"Fatty hired a boyfriend!"
"She is so ugly she can't get a man and had to hire a fake!"
Their voices roared in her head. She sighed with grief to wave it off.
She had to be positive, she rubbed her eyes and stood up from her home desk.
Her eyes moved to the shopping bags by the corner of her wardrobe. She bit her lips trying to hold back.
The outfits that Jess gave her for tomorrow's event. Jessie had instructed her to keep them in the bags until tomorrow. Unfortunately, Beauty's excitement and curiosity was unbearable.
She had to test them one after another.
Jessie will rant about it, but she can survive that. The dress with a small tag that says arrival dinner dress, was her favorite the moment she set her eyes on the outfits.
So she decided to try it first.
She stood in front of her dressing mirror.
The dinner dress clung to her figure, the silky material shimmering under the light.
The deep red shade was stunning, accentuating her glowing skin, but the plunging neckline made her uncomfortable.
She tugged at the fabric near her chest, trying to cover more of herself, but the dress was designed to expose that area.
She sighed, a mix of happiness and anxiousness. The dress was beautiful, and it made her feel confident, but it also exposed more than she was used to.
Can I really wear this? She thought. She wanted to fit in at the reunion, so she had to stop the insecurities and embrace her beautiful features.
Suddenly, the soft alert of a video call from her PC interrupted her thoughts. Her computer lit up with a notification, and her heart skipped.
The name flashing on the screen made her stomach knot-Beyoncé. The proprietor's daughter?
Beauty rolled her eyes.
Her first instinct was to ignore the call, of course, and to pretend she hadn't seen it. She knew if she didn't answer, Beyoncé would mock her. The memories of the cruel bullying from high school came flashing back.
If I don't answer, she'll only find more reasons to belittle me at the reunion. I had to be bold for once, Beauty thought, biting her lip.
She quickly pulled the dress off and grabbed the casual wear she was wearing before from the chair beside her and immediately slipped it on.
She walked back to her work desk and sat nervously in front of her laptop, her fingers lingering over the keyboard before she finally clicked to accept the incoming video call.
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Chapter 93 AN OLD ACCUSATION
When the call connected, the screen flickered to reveal Beyoncé sitting at the head of a large conference table. Around her were several well-dressed individuals, clearly involved in some kind of meeting.
Their eyes shifted toward the screen the moment Beauty's face appeared.
Beauty nervously straightened up, took a deep breath, and leaned into the screen.
She was able to recognize one or two faces in fact all of them!
They were her high school classmates.
Beyoncé was sitting at the center. She had the most glow up.
Her blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders, styled in soft waves that perfectly framed her barbie-like face.
She had a flawless complexion, her rosy cheeks accentuating her wide, doll-like eyes. And that low cleavage outfit that proudly announces the fullness and heaviness of her massive bosom. Hiding nothing except the peach center.
"Beauty! Finally, it's great to see you again...it's been ages".
Beauty forced a smile.
"I wish I could say the same, Beyoncé".
"Oh come on, don't be rude. I see you had some glow up confidence. However, some things haven't changed. It's very nice to see all of you again".
She spoke softly, smiling like a doll.
Beauty knows what she meant by that.
"What do you want Beyoncé?"
Beauty asked.
"Oh I just wanted to confirm...you're coming to the reunion, right? And...with your, uh, ...boyfriend?"
Beauty felt her heart skip at the mention of boyfriend but quickly nodded.
"Yes, I'll be there."
But before Beauty could ask anything else, her gaze wandered to the people in the room. She tilted her head slightly and asked, "Why are there others with you? What's going on?"
Beyoncé's smile grew bigger.
"Oh, this is just a board meeting with some wealthier alumni from our class. You know, people who are capable of contributing to the event financially." She paused, giving Beauty a once-over.
"Don't worry, we didn't invite you because, well, we know it wouldn't be appropriate. You wouldn't be able to contribute, right? But you are still our top student, don't be sad".
"I am not sad!"
She snapped back.
"Yeah, and besides, the chairs here are pretty small and also expensive. Wouldn't want anyone breaking one."
A man among them replied.
The rest burst into loud laughter.
Beyoncé raised a hand, pretending to scold the man.
"Now, now, let's not be so mean." She gave a laugh before adding, "But really Beauty you must have added more pounds than high school, I can't see all of you on the screen. It's good, enough room for that big brain of yours. Right? "
The room burst into loud laughter again.
"Do you remember the thing she farted?"
A voice asked.
"Yeah it was her! She denied it! Who else could have farted and it stinks!"
Another added.
"That wasn't me."
Beauty snapped in tears and shut the laptop down, ending the video call.
She felt her whole body shaking with anxiety.
"I can't do it...I can't ".
She muttered to herself and grabbed her hair in frustration as her tears flowed freely down her face.