If somebody told Georgia that one day she'd be primping and prepping to go on for an interview with celebrity tv sensation Ada Zeta-Jones, she would have dismissed the person as a delusional dreamer. But nope, here she was standing before a mirror, going over speech exercises Anthony forced her to do, though she had perfect articulation and poise.
Anthony had become somewhat of a lets say manager for her, these past few days. The guy was always planning her schedule, having her learn this, learn that, do this, do that, and somehow they still found some time to start into their investigation into the Valentino family. They had never once forgotten their aim.
"Oh em gee, Alexi, this is soo exciting!!" A shrilly voice screeched, coming inside the dressing room, two strawberry champagne in h
