[K: Mr. Cavanaugh, you've been found out. All the participants and staff members are talking about you being at the championship. Some of them think you are a surprise guest. Which would be really cool. Compared to Laurence, I would have you as my guest any day.]

  Anna was looking at him with curiosity so he turned the phone towards her.

  "You knew this would happen. You informed them beforehand, so they should handle it," his mother reminded him. He nodded and just hoped that he could stay until the end without outing Katherine.

  [C: Word travelled fast, I see. Everyone is being respectful for the most part. I don't think the media will get wind of this. Fingers crossed.]

  There were hushed words being uttered from behind them.

  "Say something," a girl hissed.

  "No, you!" another girl retorted behind him. Cage froze up for a second before relaxing. He was used to this. He just needed to get out of his personal time to show his professional face.

  "Something," Henrick grumbled, making everyone around them jump. He turned around swiftly to face the girls. "I thought you wanted someone to say that?" he addressed the two girls.

  Cage wanted to groan. His father was a dork at times, but this was not the time to act out. Have some decency when you are meeting your future daughter-in-law!

  "I was talking about him," one of the girls mentioned. Cage didn't turn and he didn't have to, knowing that they must be pointing at him.

  "Cage, say something," his father demanded slyly. Henrick threw him an exasperated look before grumbling under his breath. The girls behind him squealed.

  "We're your biggest fans!" Yes, everybody said that. 'Do you have anything new to offer?' he wondered sourly. He braced himself as he turned around, smiling over his shoulder.

  "Thank you so much. It's nice to meet you." They looked young but they didn't come with any parents.

  "What are you doing here?" one of them asked, much to his chagrin.

  "Family vacation," he prompted quickly. He was praying for the championship to start so that he could turn around without being an asshole.

  "Oh," the girls sighed. "We're here to support Liam! But can we get your autograph?"

  "Sure." He took the paper they held out promptly and signed it without further words. "Enjoy." They took the cue and stopped bothering him. Everything fell into silence.

  Sabrina was busy scrolling through her phone as they waited to enter the auditorium. The staff members were hovering around them, looking all excited. Specially one of the two female staff members who had badmouthed Katherine.

  She didn't even turn to look at them, keeping the conversation to one word answers for the most part. Instead, they were talking behind someone else's back.

  "You know, I hate people who talk behind others," Sabrina said suddenly. She peered at Katherine for a fraction of a second. "It makes me want to bully them until they understand how horrible they are," she sighed.

  Katherine looked at her with shock. They had known each other for a couple of months, and she had been mostly sweet, albeit fierce when it came to practice. "Don't let the sports media hear. You're big news, aren't you?" she said with a soft smile.

  "Nah, they don't care about me apart from the fact I am a woman." Sabrina shrugged. "That one?" she said, pointing towards one of the badmouthing staff members. Katherine followed to look. "Got their nose and b.o.o.b.s done. If I was in a bad mood, I'd go right ahead and tell them how I would pop her new tits with a pen."

  "Jeez!"

  "What? You wouldn't do the same? They've been talking shit about you, too, you know?" Sabrina mentioned off-handedly. Katherine stiffened before staring at Sabrina.

  "I know. I don't care."

  Sabrina heaved a sigh as she went back to her cellphone. "Oh, look, your boyfriend is here!" she said suddenly.

  Katherine's eyes flew around, looking for Cage. Had he come down and into the staff area? That was dangerous. "Where?" she asked.

  "Right there." Sabrina pointed blatantly towards Laurence. Katherine turned to glare at her. They were not friends, so she didn't expect the joke.

  "Seriously?" she groaned. "I already told you, Laurence is not my boyfriend."

  "You didn't tell me who it is, so I'm going to assume that I'm right. Which reminds me. You haven't made plans with me… is it because your boyfriend is coming?" Sabrina's eyes widened as she stared at something on the phone.

  The look on her face completely changed.

  "What are you doing?" Katherine asked.

  "Oh my god! Cage Cavanaugh is sitting in the audience. How is that possible?" Katherine's heart started to pound. Being with Cage had taught her not to react poorly in such situations. Playing with him had also taught her some acting skills.

  "Are you okay?" she asked, feigning concern.

  "Do I look okay? He's going to see me and I am wearing this lousy uniform." Sabrina pinched her shirt for effect. Katherine snickered. "Maybe I should change? Or should I just walk into the auditorium n.a.k.e.d?"

  "Uh… that would be memorable, but there are cameras. I'm not sure the audience will appreciate it." Katherine wouldn't appreciate it either, considering her boyfriend would have to see some other woman n.a.k.e.d.

  "I don't care. I'll crawl over hot coal for that man. F.u.c.k this championship, I need to find him now!"

  Katherine rolled her eyes. Another rabid fan? Great! "Sabrina, how do you even know he is here?"

  "Check the group conversation which has the staff members. They posted a picture." She held up her phone and sure enough, there was a picture of Cage in his casual but classy clothing sitting amongst the audience.

  She found herself smiling. It was cute that he was wearing sunglasses inside. On par with his brand… even though it made him conspicuous.

  "That does look like him," Katherine commented, pretending to squint at the photo. She handed the phone back to Sabrina.