4 Reveal (3)

The backstage went equally hectic and awkward after Thalia Mirabel's statement. The young woman had no filter on her mouth one bit!

A young man backstage face-palmed himself as he watched them on the stage. With a disturbed look on his face, he pulled out his phone in a hurry. He was tall and slim, with unkempt red hair. He speed-dialled a number and stepped away from the crowd. 'Exactly what had been saddled with?' He asked himself as he waited for the call to get connected.

As if the speaker on the other end of the call already knew the question that he wanted to ask, the deep male voice sounded through the phone, "Let her do whatever she wants," and then the line dropped. The tall man, Jake Mash, the new designated assistant of Thalia Mirabel, helplessly looked at the dead phone in his hands.

There was nothing he could do, for when Jorge Trimshaw gave a directive, who dared disobey it?! He just hoped that the new madam would not make a mess of everything.

But he was sorely wrong as Jake did not know anything about the personality of his new madam because Thalia Mirabel Thebes did anything she wanted in life. Not even the Hiddenburg's number one billionaire, the nation's husband and playboy, Jorge Trimshaw or even the president could change the way she did things no matter how desolate her life had been. Jake cursed his thoughts when he heard her following statement….

"C-contract mar-riage?!" Isabella stammered,

Isabella regained her composure from the short surprise. After making sure that the audience was hooked, she continued, "-of course, we did our 'homework!' We also just got the news that you entered a contractual marriage with the nation's husband, Mr Trimshaw, just a week ago,"

"Then, why- "

"You mean, why am I asking you such an obvious question if I knew this?"

Thalia Mirabel nodded. Isabella paused a little to make the audience assimilate the news.

However, some individuals interrupted her before she could continue. Some shouted from their seats in the studio,

"What does she mean that this trash on the stage married my 'husband'?" one girl in the audience spat out in anger. One camera left the stage to focus on the speaker, and one other camera was trained to take the reaction of Thalia Mirabel to it. Others soon followed, "It can't be …." It was as if their world had come crashing down!

"Anybody but that t-that thing on the stage!" a beautiful girl echoed.

"I don't think that is true," an equally pretty Ashley echoed the thoughts of the audience. However, she looked anything but beautiful now as she tried to rein in her anger. She had forgotten that she was on live TV and image should be everything!

Coming to her senses, she clammed up and asked herself, "I already have a number, and it's for this weekend! Mr Trimshaw will never marry anyone, and certainly not what is sitting right opposite me here!"

After listening in on all that went on around her, Isabella still had a broad smile pasted on her face. But like the rest of the people in the room, she had a slight disappointment laced on her face. Nonetheless, like a professional, she hid it well. Making up her mind to drill down the new girl into a mess, she continued… "- I must say that was a shock to all of us. I mean, you grabbed the one man that everyone wants and - who would even advertise that they entered a contractual marriage with anybody?"

Thalia Mirabel acted as if she had not heard any of the undertones as well as the utterance of Ashley, who sat by her. She turned to look at the host squarely and swept her black mid-back length hair to her left shoulder and moved slightly forward to the edge of her seat, and replied,

"It's true that I am in a contractual marriage with him- why would I beat about the bush on this?"

The whole room became deadly quiet again as they all looked to be assimilating the information.

"You invited me to this program after verifying that information, so why look surprised?" Thalia Mirabel shot the statement at the host. The host, Isabella looked slightly embarrassed, but before she could question Thalia Mirabel again, Thalia Mirabel continued,

"I prefer to state the obvious. Also, I do not see why I should garnish or hide the truth of this matter …" Thalia Mirabel looked straight into the camera and the audience and spoke slowly, "Yes, I married Jorge Trimshaw exactly a week today in a contractual marriage! Notwithstanding this, I hope that you do not ask for the terms of this contract as I would not like to disclose that…."

Now with a slightly red and flushed face, Isabella answered, "I understand, Miss Thalia Mirabel… IT IS Mr Trimshaw we are talking about; even if he asked me for a one-hour marriage contract, I would not hesitate to accept it…." Isabella gushed breathlessly and fanned herself, eliciting wild cheers from the audience. The show's producers watched on helplessly as they veered off the script, but they all could not help but agree with the enthusiastic host, Isabella. In their eyes, Jorge Trimshaw was the embodiment of perfection, and his escapades did not dim it even once!

Thalia Mirabel sure was a lucky one, they all thought. From her statement, it seemed verified that she was indeed married to the infamous player. The media would be all over it in their rush for the headlines in their subsequent releases, but Reveal was now the pioneer in this. The backstage crew sighed in relief as Isabella curved back to the script.

It was also as if they had only brought the famous Ashley only to be a backdrop, as even the cameras were off of her then. The rest of the show centred on Thalia Mirabel, as Ashley could be seen as having made a fool of herself. It now made sense that a 'nobody' had been invited to the show! Her assumed identity would now surpass the most famous celebrity because of the man she had been hitched to!

Even as Ashely squirmed in her seat from the embarrassment of neglect on a live stage, she was still angry that her 'man' had been snatched from her. She was not alone in these emotions, in any case. Her manager and assistant, who knew her very well, kept pacing and fidgeting in the back as they hoped that the godforsaken program would end before Ashely's image suffered more harm.

The show needed to move on as its viewer ratings were skyrocketing, "-can you describe your new husband in three words? Isabella asked,

"Jerk, asshole, infuriating!"

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