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When Maurice is finished, the model slowly walks down the runway and everyone can see the details clearly. A murmur ripples through the audience. In the middle of the runway, the model slowly turns around and then continues to the end. There, too, the model allows everyone a close look. Then she walks back and stands on the flower meadow in the middle of the stage. The next model enters the stage and Maurice again describes exactly what can be seen. The themes include forget-me-nots, red roses, etc. About 25 models have already walked the runway. Then Maurice smiles: “What would this event be without the queen of the evening?” Mischa slowly enters the stage and an ‘Ahhhh’ and “Ohhhh” can be heard. At that very moment, there is a knock at the door and Lewis, Mischa's husband, is standing there. Before he can say anything, Leila whispers, “The dress is hers... enjoy the view.” Lewis hugs her and sneaks into the dressing room he shares with Maurice's family. Mischa stands in the middle of the other models and then Maurice's final words ring out: "I am more than proud to have been able to work with the CEO of Future on this project and I hope there will be many more to follow. Thank you for coming. You are welcome to have a drink and something to eat in the adjoining rooms and look at the clothes for about half an hour. The models will be standing in specific places that have been prepared for them. Please understand that they are separated by a barrier tape. The fabrics of the dresses are delicate and the jewels are priceless. As always, there are only 1,000 of each piece of jewelry." He bows. The big lights come on and the models have already been assigned their places during the speech. Ted, Tom, Peter, and Nicholas stare at the stage the entire time. They are captivated by what they see before them, completely forgetting to eat, drink, or talk. When the lights come on, they look at each other and Tom is the first to speak: “Oh my God... those dresses and the jewelry. Together, it looked like a work of art. I have to take pictures of it later or see if I can get a catalog.” Ted looks thoughtful. "What a fantastic location. Everything fit together so well and nothing was stilted or stiff. What a talented guy, this CEO.“ Nicholas looks at Peter and then turns to his friends, ”Thanks again.“ Tom laughs, ”If you didn't want to be my plus one, I wouldn't have come... and that would have been a damn shame. We should take another look at everything up close, maybe...“ He nudges Ted. ”Maybe then we can see the flaws." Of course, they couldn't see any flaws; instead, they saw only perfection. The finale was surrounded by admirers, and there was actually a catalog with all the models. Each of the men grabbed one and then looked for Maurice. Maurice is also surrounded by many admirers, and the men quietly join them. He tells them how the CEO called him and asked if he wanted to do the project with him. Maurice explains that he had made an appointment, but then his entire team was working there. A journalist asks, “Who is the CEO of Future?” Maurice smiles and explains, “I'm afraid I can't say, but I swear he's a genius. The CEO will be at the big trade show next week.”

The men leave the building and are taken to the men's club. There they sit around a card table and everyone searches their catalogs for clues. In the end, they look at each other and shake their heads. They push the catalogs aside when suddenly someone from the side asks, “Were you at the event?” All four nod. Immediately, people gather around them and ask, “How was it?” Ted replies, “Fantastic. You could look at the brochures, but they don't even begin to describe the whole atmosphere. I've rarely, no, never seen anything like it.” “Did you see the CEO?”

Nicholas comes home late and puts his catalog on the table. Then he jumps in the shower, thinking about how Leila looked in her dress. The dress that showed off all her curves, and he knows what she looks like under her clothes, how her breasts feel, how her n*****s taste. His body reacts immediately just from the images of her in his mind. He moans and it doesn't take long before he reaches c****x. He sighs, knowing that this is no substitute. Not even close. After his shower, he grabs his phone: “Peter, come by my place tomorrow. I need a plan.” Then he falls into bed and in his dreams he is back in the hotel room, feeling her body against his.

The next day, the doorbell rings and Nicholas opens the door to Peter: “Peter,” he ruffles his hair. “Let's go get breakfast, and then I need a plan. We can't go on like this.” Peter nods, and 20 minutes later they drive to a restaurant. They are led directly to a private room, and within 20 minutes, the table is set for breakfast. The aroma of waffles, eggs, bacon, and coffee fills the air, and the two men dig in. Nicholas: “Peter, I need a plan to make a woman fall in love with me.” Peter chokes and starts coughing. Nicholas raises his eyebrows. Peter breathes in and out with a wheezing sound, clears his throat, and takes a sip of orange juice, then lets out a hoarse, “Waaaaas.” Nicholas: “I think I fell in love with her back then, but I didn't want to. How do I win her heart?” Peter: “Um, well...” He scratches his head. “I don't see how right now. You could ask her out to dinner.” Nicholas swallows, “Then he tells her what happened at dinner and that he made her cry.” Peter: “Oh man, when you screw up, you really screw up, huh? And a gift because you made her cry, and a letter? You know, the old-fashioned kind.” Nicholas. “I don't know.” Peter replies, “Sure, let the relationship with Cole get even closer. Yesterday she was sitting with him and his father in a box. Maybe you should just give it up, because it looks like wedding bells could be ringing soon.” Nicholas looks up: “Come on, Konrad Grand isn't going to let his son marry a divorced woman.” Peter raises his finger, “Not divorced—annulled—as if the marriage never took place.” “s**t, I didn't even think of that,” Nicholas runs his hands through his hair. Peter nods, “It's probably too difficult, just write her off.” Nicholas “No, I don't want to write her off.”