Sheila went to try to convince Clarence to change his mind.
"You have to sit at the front. All the previous champions of the Junior Master Chef are there, including those who have been enlisted as part of the training camp. We will all be called and awards will be given. Actually, you're one of the awardees."
"What for? I can go up the podium from here. Why need to sit there?" His face was calmed but he was starting to get irritated.
"Clarence, don't be unreasonable. Please, for the organization's sake. I do believe, Beauty won't mind." She looked at Beauty waiting for her assent. The latter remained silent waiting for Clarence to speak his mind. She knew when he said no then it meant no. She wouldn't dare to push him if it's against his will.
Sheila was now uneasy. Everyone's eyes were on her but Clarence didn't budge.
"You really don't need to join this competition. Why trouble yourself more?" Her voice was now a little bit louder.
