18 The competition 3 (1/2)

Fated to Love You neha_ 17870K 2022-07-21

” Conqueror.. buona giornata ” a middle aged man came forward wishing Isabella good day in Italian.

” Camillo.. è molto tempo che non ci si vede..” Isabella was genuinely happy on seeing him. So, see said long time no see in Italian with emotion.

The man, Camillo Di Luzio is the director of this art pavilion. Even Isabella admired his paintings and wax sculptures. He is versatile artist and Isabella deeply respected him. He also admired Isabella's art and he knew Isabella's true identity as the man who taught her is a good friend of his.

But, Isabella is unaware that the man before her is aware of her true identity.

Camillo smiled on hearing her words. He then looked at Noah and spoke in broken English ” Kid, it's rare to see Conqueror is competing with someone. Show us what you got.”

Noah Harris bowed slightly and rubbed his nose in embarresment. The legend of art is wishing him good luck now. The king of graffiti is competing with him.. Noah felt a mix of emotions and he was determined to give his best. This is a once in a life time opportunity.

” Alright, so on what theme are you competing?” Camillo looked at both of them.

” You can choose the theme.” Isabella gave the option to Noah. She wanted to see his best, so she gave him the chance.

Noah naturally understood this reasoning but he did not feel bad about it. He thanked his idol in his heart for the nth time for giving this chance.

” Dreams..” Noah thought for a while and spoke confidently.

Camillo brought the mike to his mouth after Isabella nodded ” This the second time conqueror is competing publicly. I hope that everyone watches this live performance. Don't regret it later..”

” Take your positions” Camillo announced.

Isabella and Noah climbed onto the ladders and both of them started to push the buttons on their respective panels.The ladder moved up and down, left and right till both of them were at their desired heights before the wall.

After receiving the thumbs up from both of them, Camillo raised his mike again ” The deadline is six hours and your time starts now..”