Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“I’m not in charge of what people think,” Carter says with a sly smile. “Let’s go take a picture so you can put it on my Instagram,” he says, and then nods to us. “See you in there, and good luck tonight.”
There is the sound of a bell, and I spot Cori coming over to us. “Now, we have to go now.” Kellie nods to them, and we walk down the red carpet, stopping to take pictures. I stand back, letting her snap pictures all alone, and then we get inside, and we are ushered to the front.
The night drags on, but it’s a successful one because she’s already won three Grammys, and the biggest award of the night is still coming up.
Carter and Tyler are introduced, and they both walk out in matching tuxes.
“What a night it’s been,” Tyler starts talking, and the girls up in the balcony go nuts.
“It’s been one hell of a night, hasn’t it?” And if I didn’t think it can get louder? Well, the minute Carter talks, the girls go ballistic. Tyler looks at Carter and laughs.
“Looks like you have a fan club,” he says and then he just nods his head.
“Let’s get to the last award of the night for album of the year.” Tyler now introduces the nominees.
“And the winner is?” Carter says, opening the envelope and then looking at my wife. “Kellie Kitch.” I jump out of my seat in excitement and look at my wife, who is sitting there stunned.
“You did it, baby,” I tell her, grabbing her and kissing her on the lips. “Now go get the award.” She smiles at me and then hugs Cori and kisses my brother on her way up the steps. She greets Tyler with a kiss on his cheek and does the same to Carter who holds the little black and gold award.
“Oh my goodness,” she says into the microphone, “this was totally unexpected. Thank you so much.” She holds the award in her hand and then looks down at it and then up again. “I don’t know where to start,” she says, shaking her head. “I want to thank Harry who, last year, took a chance on me when I said let’s do a record label,” she says, smiling at my brother who puts his hands up and applauds her. “To my family who gives me so much support. To Cori and Jessica who know when I need girl time and run no matter what they have going on.” She smiles. “To my in-laws who jump at any given moment to support me.” She smiles at the camera. “To my beautiful little girl at home. Grace, Mommy thanks you for choosing me to be your mama.” She wipes away a tear and then she looks at me. “And finally, to my husband, Brian, who motivates me every day and pushes me to be the best person I can possibly be. I love you more than any words can say, and I’m so glad I get to call you mine.” She holds her hands up in the air, and the next day, that is the picture on all the covers of the papers with the headline.
The Oil Tycoon’s Billion-dollar Princess scores big!
The end