At Dover.
“Tim.”
Denise called out one evening after their dinner.
“Yes, uncle.”
“When do you intend to leave for Bricks Mont?”
“I intend to leave a day before the event.”
“That is good.”
Now, Tim was in a high spirit when he heard his uncle say that is good. He believed that the plan that he had mapped out for himself would work out. Then Denise inquired.
“Why do you want to go a day before the event?”
“I want to use that day to stroll around, visit, and catch up with my friends and…”
His uncle, who discovered that he had not come to terms with being a celebrity, cut him short.
“I don't think you know what you are talking about. You will leave four days before the event, and you are going with the Security Officers from here. Father had arranged for them, and they would work with the Security Officers over there. Did you get me?”
“Yes uncle.”
Then, Mr. Bailey carried on.
“The reason for going early is to distract those who may want to attack you. When you get to the airport, you would be taken to the Resort Center incognito, and you will not step out of it until the day of the event.”
“It is noted, uncle.”
Then, Olivia, who was listening to their conversations, burst into raucous laughter which infested her husband. Afterward, 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 afterward, he asked, “So, I am a celebrity?”
Denise could not help but burst into raucous of laughter, too.
Four Days to the Event.
After the meeting of the Family Heads where Tim was introduced, Brown 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, Arthur 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 and Tim 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. Somehow, Stephen, who was in detention, saw the E-Flyer, but did not give it too much because he was not aware of the people involved.
As Denise had planned, he was out to take Tim to the airport himself in the company of the Security Officers. When they got 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.”
Denise 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
Arthur 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. Brown, who would not want to ruin the relationship between them, gave him a call that morning.
“Hello, Brown.” Arthur 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 to our children's concert to my friends.”
“That is very nice of you. Kindly feel free to do that. What is your second reason?”
“I got it. I would like to supply the children with milk from my farm at no cost. Will that be welcomed?”
Now, Arthur was thrilled. He knew Brown 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 Brown'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! This is an impressive gesture,” he mumbled with delight. Now, Jude became busy with the editing of the flyer for because many companies took a clue from Brown's gesture. Now, the distraught Jude got tired of editing the E-flyer. Prominent among them were the piano companies. They wished that each participant 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,” he mumbled.
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 muttered.
At the Food Planet Restaurant
Unfortunately, the Food Planet Restaurant was turned down as well, and Harriet 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 while 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."