(Zacklid group events day)
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Anabel was walking towards the entrance with confidence, knowing fully well she could enter without an invitation card. She was wearing a golden-colored dress that costs more than a hundred thousand dollars. The custom-made designer dress shimmered and shined under the bright lights. Its intricate details and delicate patterns were sparkling like diamonds. The fitted bodice hugged Anabel's curves perfectly, showcasing her toned physique and accentuating her slender waist.
"Excuse me, miss, can we see your invitation card?" One of the security guys asked when she got close.
"I don't have one, and I don't think I needed it. Just let me in." Anabel responded.
"Who do you think you are to think we can let you in without an invitation card?" One of the security guys asked. "This is a high-profile event, and any person without an invitation card is not allowed to get in. I will advise you to go back to wherever you are coming from. This event is not for people like you."
"I won't blame you guys. You guys are ignorant of who is standing before you. Just let me in or stand a chance to lose your job."
"Listen, young lady. We don't care who you are. If you don't have the invitation letter, you have no business with this occasion. kindly leave." The second guy stated.
They were still talking when Desmond and Daniella sauntered in, holding their hands.
"See who we have here again. What is she doing here?" Anabel heard Daniella's voice from the back. They got to the entrance door, and Anabel turned to face them.
"It is like someone is restricted from entering the event hall." Daniella laughed.
"Anabel, Why are you pestering around me? Why are you stalking me? Why?" Desmond asked, and Anabel stared at him, "You wished."
"Why did I keep seeing you anywhere I went? What are you doing here? What business do you have with this event?" Desmond asked. "You are not qualified to be here. This is not the type of event you can enter with your dirty ways.
"I wonder what she is doing here. She should be somewhere mobbing the floor and cleaning the toilet." Daniella leered at her.
"See how you are talking as if you are a legit guest. You are standing here because of my invitation card, which was wrongly delivered to you." Anabel said.
"Hey! Watch your words!" Desmond cautioned her. "I can't stand here and watch you take her glory. Daniella got the invitation card for me. Don't take credit for something you know nothing about."
"I know more than what she knows about the invitation card. It's not hers. She's taking credit for something she didn't work for." Anabel stated and folded her hands.
"I know why you are saying all these. You are frustrated, and you want him back. But I'm sorry, I'm now his and his alone. Just give up already."
"You think you are a big deal or something precious. You claimed that all my success and contracts were because of you. I have shocking news for you. Daniella did more than what you claimed you were doing and what you think you have ever done. She bagged the biggest contract ever. A billion-dollar contract, which I'm going to sign today."
"She also claimed she bagged a contract for you, and you believed her?" Anabel asked in a calm manner.
"Why won't I? Who else may have done it? Or do you want to claim that you are the one as well?"
"What if I'm the one?" Anabel asked.
"I know. That is what you will say. Even when we are no longer together, you are still trying to take credit so that I can consider and bring you back. Listen to me, Anabel. We are divorced, and there is nothing you can do to bring us together."
"I got the contract before our divorce. Daniella knows nothing about the contract. I have signed everything; only your signature is needed. But as it is now, consider the contract void because you are not going to get it again." Anabel said, and Daniella laughed.
"You think this is Orton's group? You can't stop him from signing the contract. Anyway, no need to bother myself. You are not even coming inside."