In the evening, Frade and I took a car to the Hilton Hotels where the banquet was being held. As soon as we got out of the car, we were surrounded by reporters with cameras pointing at us. Frade tried not to let them touch my body, so he put his body next to mine to protect me.
At this time, from not far away came the sound of sports cars. The reporters were attracted by the sound one after another, and they all looked in the direction of the sound.
“It's Mia!” One of the reporters shouted while others pointed cameras at Mia as she stepped out of the sports car.
Mia put on delicate make-up tonight. She's wearing a red dress with the sides split open and a diamond necklace around her neck. As she stretches one of her thin white legs out of the sports car, the sound of cameras rolling around.
I was secretly glad that the reporters had finally turned their attention to Mia so that I could easily enter the hotel.
