Chapter 59

There was rowdy applause and Jay stepped up on the podium, shook hands with Adam, bowed to the audience, waved for a while, and stepped down.

There was loud talk around the room.

“And now, Ms. Christine Anthony for Black Pearl Perfume,” Ryan announced.

The first showed me in a tuxedo, without a shirt, but with the pearls, sitting in a field. I played and when the music ended. I looked into the camera and said, “All you need is a little Black Pearl.”

The crowd went wild. The applause was deafening.

Then another of me lying on the beach with my cello, the music soared in the background. “At times like these, Black Pearl says it all.”

Again, tumultuous applause.

Then the third: I was in the corset with the black stockings, playing my cello. As soon as the scene came on screen, there were oohs and wows, and whoas, and even a few wolf whistles. When I said, “A little Black Pearl and he’ll be putty in your hands,” the room erupted.