Billy's singing moved Gwen, but the frustration was evident iender heart. The songs, though well-iioned, only led to a dead end. While it might have been right for Billy, the emotional dispy was more than just an airing of grievances; it was something private and personal, a gesture that touched her but missed the mark.
-I think I'm going home; I'm exhausted. You say goodbye for me, - ented Gwen Stefani to the band, her expression tinged with disdain. The band members shrugged, each focused on crafting Billy's new album—a highlight for them as they had been part of its development.
-Don't worry, sis, we'll go together, - replied Eric Stefani, Gwen's brother and fidant. Yet, Gwe vulnerable, and her brother's proximity only twisted her insides further; guilt began weighing on her like a burden.
-I'm not feeling well; I'll take a break, - Gwen remarked, listening to Billy's melodious voice, still improving. It wasn't Grammy-worthy yet, but it carried such melodid powerful percussion that it urged a moment of acceptance.
She walked out, followed by a few people, stepping into a bck van that took her to the hotel. In the distance, Billy's voice caused a sense of panic.
Billy raised his arms as the wome wild, and the crowd erupted in screams and appuse. Billy's i was driven by his desire fwen to have something for herself—a love letter to the life she carried, very romantic. His smile for the audienly fueled rumors, and it was these rumors that listed everyone's love.
-First of all, I want to thank all of you, Las Vegas, the anizers, and the kind folks who weled us with warmth. Please don't doubt that the MGM hotel facilities are among the best, - Billy said, his powerful void strength typically growing, a love for the people.
-No problem, the cert was a success, and it's more than we expected, - Billy said, not expeg his words to be so powerful. Goodwill is always easy to win, which is why Billy's charisma was something to appreciate in most cases; small details are different fre ones.
-HAHAHA HAHAHA, - the scream echoed iadium, as usual, and people's voices began to sound for everyohat they were asking for new songs, and it
Billy's singing moved Gwen, but the frustration was evident iender heart. The songs, though well-iioned, only led to a dead end. While it might have been right for Billy, the emotional dispy was more than just an airing of grievances; it was something private and personal, a gesture that touched her but missed the mark.
-I think I'm going home; I'm exhausted. You say goodbye for me, - ented Gwen Stefani to the band, her expression tinged with disdain. The band members shrugged, each focused on crafting Billy's new album—a highlight for them as they had been part of its development.
-Don't worry, sis, we'll go together, - replied Eric Stefani, Gwen's brother and fidant. Yet, Gwe vulnerable, and her brother's proximity only twisted her insides further; guilt began weighing on her like a burden.
-I'm not feeling well; I'll take a break, - Gwen remarked, listening to Billy's melodious voice, still improving. It wasn't Grammy-worthy yet, but it carried such melodid powerful percussion that it urged a moment of acceptance.
She walked out, followed by a few people, stepping into a bck van that took her to the hotel. In the distance, Billy's voice caused a sense of panic.
Billy raised his arms as the wome wild, and the crowd erupted in screams and appuse. Billy's i was driven by his desire fwen to have something for herself—a love letter to the life she carried, very romantic. His smile for the audienly fueled rumors, and it was these rumors that listed everyone's love.
-First of all, I want to thank all of you, Las Vegas, the anizers, and the kind folks who weled us with warmth. Please don't doubt that the MGM hotel facilities are among the best, - Billy said, his powerful void strength typically growing, a love for the people.
-No problem, the cert was a success, and it's more than we expected, - Billy said, not expeg his words to be so powerful. Goodwill is always easy to win, which is why Billy's charisma was something to appreciate in most cases; small details are different fre ones.
-HAHAHA HAHAHA, - the scream echoed iadium, as usual, and people's voices began to sound for everyohey were asking for new songs, and it was these songs that were detailing an intrinsic love for all those who listened, of the 60 publigs by Billy, 55 were hits, outlining each song's plexity.
-I'm sorry, but my voice is tired, guys. I've had three certs in nine days, and my voice 't eain your requests. However, I'll be at the MGM hotel signing autographs and taking photos for all of you VIPs who paid the special price. I want to raffle a dinner with three fans; you are the people wh light to my career. Please don't lose your tickets or proof of it; I estimate around 100 people, - Billy said.
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-Winning appuse from the guests," Ahmet Etergun ughed. "See what I mean, Josh? Beyond being a sihis kid is a public retions expert; he sticks to his fans, doesn't discriminate, he's so genuine and ho. And he eveed those LGBTI members with their extravagant looks—something not many musis approve of these days. He's a man who knows how to ect."
-All the work and goodwill go to Jerry. And you love how he brings moo your table, - Robert ented. Listening to the album with approval in his eyes, Billy's magnifice to touch strings and initiate songs. Josh believed that, beyond his charisma to attract people, he had that call, it was the sharp style of reading the audiend singing accly, that stage ma could improve, it was his singing talent that gave that energy so distinctive that, oher hand, it could not be valued.
-You're right, but Jerry iated an unfair tract for all of us. The pertages are too high for the kid who will see the bottom as a giant in June of this year. Jerry has been good at his iments, - Ahmet replied somewhat dissatisfied.
-Being rude, how much money has the bht in since he started singing? - Josh asked.
-A lot of money, more than I initially sidered feasible, - Ahmet ented.
-Enough to... -
-Enough for Waro be willing to meet all his demands, earnings are on the rise, and I'm clear that in the first year, and the worst, the figures were enough to pay off debts, and in the sed year, I made more than all our artists together, as did the third year, Warner, yielded the tract to Warner Musid gave us the outs, but the transfer was very signifit, - Ahmet ented, keeping the o himself. The transfer was 500 million plus 2% of the profits during the term of the tract. This was the money above Ahmet's estimate, until the explosion this year, which was on the rise, the tour, the albums, the Grammy, and Warner would already have earned enough money for the ing seasons.
-It must be a very rge sum to be oreets, for now, it just makes me happy, the rodustry was bain thanks to the boy, Billy extehe time of the genre for aen years, singers who thought they had retired have decided to give another year, and new bands have dared, the light of rock, remains alive, over the predis of a decade of pop, - Jos Roibert said.
***
-The boy is good, - ented Lenny.
-The boy is more than good, he attends my gym, oh well, my fym, I knew he was an artist, but he's a great singer, do you think he could be called the best rocker of the era? - ented Adriana.
-Those words insult my presence, darling, if you weren't so beautiful, I think I would hit you. But I take it out on you tonight, - ented Lenny.
-Hahaha, I thought you would take me to dinner with the singer, - ented Adriana.
-Don't even dream of it, I think I'll participate a my daughter dihat will annoy her mother, - Lenny smiled mischievously at Adriana.
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