Mila tried to regain her composure to continue the show, she suddenly felt a firm grip on her arm. Tristan grabs her on her arm and pull her down, causing her to stumble. But before she could hit the ground, Chad swiftly caught her in his arms, holding her in a princess styled embrace.
Without missing a beat, Chad began walking out of the restaurant with Tristan beside them. The camera crew and the director witnessing the unexpected turn of events, quickly followed suit, rushing after them in the chaotic pursuit. Anna caught between surprise and amusement, couldn't help but go along with the impromptu escape.
"Mila!? What's going on? What is the meaning of this?!" The director screamed as he ran after them.
Tristan stopped in his tracks, and when he turned around, he came face to face with the director. Without hesitation, he pulled out his gun and point it directly at the director's head. " I suggest you turn around and pack up all your fancy lights and cameras and go back to where you came from or otherwise me and my friends here will help you" Tristan said waving his gun around to show Chad and Alfonso, both holding guns pointing them towards the director.
The director's expression turned to one of fear as he slowly backed away, realizing that he was outnumbered and outgunned. "Okay, Okay, I'll go. Just please, don't hurt me." he pleaded. But I'm still sending you the expenses!" He still dares to shout looking past Tristan to Mila.
"You will do no such thing, if you want to continue working in this city you will do as I say or else...."
"Tristan stop that!" Mila shouted trying to free herself from Chad's firm grip around her waist.
Meanwhile, Alfonso stepped forward he's gun still pointed directly at the director. "Didn't you hear what my brother here just said? So, what are you still doing here? Come on move!" He commanded.
"Alright, alright! I'm going, just don't get violent." he stammered, hurrying to leave the scene.
Curiosity stirred among the restaurant patrons as they peered through the windows, their attention drawn by the presence of Chad and Mila, that are known celebrities in Singapore. In the frenzy, one person even contacted the newspapers, seeking to capture the moment. A few bystanders took out their phones, eager to record everything.
Amidst the chaos, Mila called out to her sister, her voice filled with frustration. "Anna, what is going on?" she shouted, her voice piercing past Chad's shoulder.
Anna simply shrugged her shoulders and raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile plying on her face, standing next to Alfonso. He on the other hand took charge and began intimidating those who were filming the scene.
"Okay, this is not funny; someone just explain to me what in the flying fuck you boys think you are doing to me AGAIN!" Mila shouted her frustration evident.
"Woah, babe breath, you're going to give yourself a fit if you get angry like that," Tristan said trying to talk to Mila.
"Let's get her home. Then we can talk," Chad said, picking Mila up again and climbing into the big SUV with her in his arms.
"I can walk and sit on my own, you know." Mila protested.
"I know, but I'm keeping you like this because you might disappear again," Chad said, looking straight ahead and tightening his grip on Mila.
Anna, Alfonso and Tristan got into the SUV, and Tristan took the driver's seat. He looked in the rear view mirror every now and then at Mila. The drive to the beach house was quiet, no one spoke a word. They finally drove up the driveway and got out and walk inside, Chad was still holding Mila in his arms.
"Bro, you can put her down now she's safe," Tristan said to Chad.
Chad gently placed Mila down on the couch, relief filling his eyes. Chad immediately knelt beside her, concern etched on his face.
"Are you okay, Angel? Are you hurt anywhere?" Chad asked, his voice filled with worry as he began inspecting her for any injuries.
Mila narrowed her eyes at Chad, her expression furious. Her voice laced with anger, she spoke sternly. "Now, tell me what the fuck you think you were doing, or else I'm going to beat all three of you up so hard you would not be able to recognize each other."
Tristan winced at her choice of words. "There's that f word again, babe. you need to watch your language...."
"Tristan!!!!!" Mila screamed at him.
"Okay, okay calm down, Mila, let's explain to you," Alfonso said, trying to keep the situation under control.
"Whoa, bro, big mistake. Don't tell her to calm down. You will lose your life," Tristan warned him, his eyes darting around warily.
Alfonso rolled his eyes. "Well, okay then. The floor's all yours. he said gesturing for Tristan to take over.
Tristan Looked at Alfonso with a murderous expression, "Why me?"
"Because it was your idea." Alfonso replied shrugging.
Tristan groaned. "Yeah, but you where the one that called us."
Anna couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Hahhaha! you guys are idiots," she said between giggles.
"Shut up, baby sis," Alfonso spat, his annoyance at the situation showing.
"What!? you three where conspiring together? You were in contact with each other?" Mila asks very mad and surprised.
"Wait babe let us explain." Alfonso cleared his throat and then spoke. "Your father is on his way to Singapore, and we needed to save you before he captures you again."
"WHAT!!!! You can't be serious," Mila shout, "So, what you are actually telling me is that you fucked up my entire life ONCE AGAIN, because my father is flying to Singapore to come and watch my show!!" Mila screamed at them again.
"His coming to watch your show?" The trio asked together.
"Yes, he and my mother are coming to watch my show, he's not taking me back. He gave me permission to stay for another year." Mila said shaking her head.
"Well, if you put it that way it sounds stu... wait what? Are you being serious right now?"
"Yes, Alfonso, he said I should stay and do what I love to do."
"Hahahah, told you, your guys are idiots," Anna laughs hysterically.
Well, why didn't you say so, Chad said to Mila.
I tried to ask you what the hell you are doing but you were too busy screwing everything up for me again you didn't even try to listen to me.
We are sorry Mila we just tried to keep you save, Tristan wine with sad eyes.
Tristan...never mind, she said and just sigh. What am I going to do with you guys.
Anything you want Alfonso said and he smiled.
Mila stood up from the couch and walk towards the rooms, I'm going to get some sleep and try to process all of this, we will talk tomorrow she said looking over her shoulder, good night boys and good night baby sis.
Night Mila all of them said together sounding like a choir.
It feels like the old days Anna said with a sad smile, one thing short though she said and walk to her bedroom. Night boys see you tomorrow.
Night Anna all three of them said together and they walked to their rooms as well.
NEXT MORNING...
Alfonso stood in front of the TV, remote in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.
Chad emerged from his room, followed by Tristan, that came out of the bathroom with a towel hanging dangerously low on his waist.
"What's going on?" Tristan asked, [curious about Alfonso's demeanour.
"This dude and Mila are all over the news," Alfonso replied, pointing his coffee filled hand towards Chad and the TV screen.
There was a sudden knocking on the door. The sound grew louder as they heard someone shouting, "EXTRA EXTRA! Singapore's new power couple causing chaos!"
Curiosity piqued, Chad swiftly moved to open the door, as he did, he found a newspaper on the doorstep. But when he glanced up, his eyes widened, outside he saw a swarm of cars and a crowd of people with cameras, all capturing the scene with zeal.