The Resort was fully packed and bustling with the guest from all over the world. Rita and her crew have their hands full; they were running around like a chicken without a head. The GroomsMan and the Bridesmaids were all situated and having a pre-party cocktail by the beach. While at the other side of the Resort another pre-party was set up for the other guest that's not part of the wedding entourage.
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The stage for the concert was breathtakingly and elegantly set up. The lights all hooked up, and the crew was testing the equipment making sure all was in working order. The arrangement for the concert has a seating capacity for over 1,000 guests no more. Everyone else would have to stand and watch.
A separate section was built for the Television company where they would be broadcasting the concert live. Both companies would share the same space, and they have no issue with regards to that arrangement. What matter for either of them was who would have a better view, and both of the people in charge was arguing a little too loud for Rita to hear.
Rita's between eyes crosses, and she has a stern look on her face as she walks toward the two-person arguing loudly.
"It's not right that you get all the angle and we could barely see; we should have equal footing."
"First come first serve, it's not my fault your crew arrived late. Why are you getting mad at me?"
"Whoa-whoa-whoa! You two, please, stop this bickering, or both of your company would be kicked out. Pick your choice, either work together, or both of you leave!" Rita told them sternly while standing straight, proud and void of any emotion on her face.
The two people in charge of their respective company silently looked at each other and apologized. Once all was clear and straightened up, Rita went back to check the other area to make sure nothing was out of place. Nothing could go wrong; her entire business is on the line. She would succeed and become famous after this, she knows it, and she's over the moon thinking about it.
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Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Resort, Claudia, Megan, and President Tan was making a scene. The security would not let them in regardless of his relationship with the bride-to-be. The order was 'no entry without invitation, and it does not matter if it's the President of the Country.' The head of the security following the order and enforcing it very strictly. Therefore, no matter how much President Tan tries to persuade them to contact CEO Albert Tan, no one bothers to do so.
"I'm sorry, President Tan, but unless you have an invitation, we cannot let you in. Please, give way for the guest with invitations to enter. Thank you!" The head of the security politely asked them to move away.
"No! I'm not moving until you contact my cousin CEO, Albert Tan. He's the father of the bride to be, and I'm her Uncle, why can't I enter and attend the wedding?" President Tan insisted, his voice was loud that another guest was whispering and mocking him from behind.
"Excuse me, Mr. whoever you are. You are delaying the whole process. Would you please, make way if you don't have an invitation. Look...-It's indicated that if you don't have an invitation, you cannot enter. Can you read!" A guest from behind him pointed toward the big screen in front of them with flashing sign " No invitation, No Entry!"
President Tan was unable to refute the guest from behind, what she's saying was the truth, and there's nothing he could do about it. He has no option but to retreat and contact Ceo Albert Tan.
Unfortunately, Albert was not available to take his call at all. He then tried to call Grandmother Tan, without success as well. "WTF!!!" Was all he could utter, while Claudia and Megan who was doing their best to be inconspicuous were sweating like a maniac.
The disguise that was in place on their faces were made of rubber and with the heat of almost 80deg. Celsius, both were dying...
"President Tan... Maybe we should leave first and come back later once you get and an invitation card from the Tan family. The heat is killing me, and I'm about to collapse." Megan pleadingly asked while constantly wiping sweat on her face.
"That's right Father; It's best if we get out of here right now before I, myself passed out from this heat." Claudia also pleadingly complained to President Tan.
Claudia whose continually wiping the sweat from her face did not realize what was happening. Some of the disguises started to peel off from her face and her true identity beginning to show...