“No, we are here on perfect time.” 

She confidently took her seat in the front row while pulling me beside her. I saw how Danial's jaw clenched and nose flared, what I think is in anger, when Isabella sat with crossed legs, exposing her whole bare leg. I bit on my lower lip and sat comfortably. I don't know what's cooking in between them, but I'm going to enjoy the show. I know how Isabella is. She is resilient. If you throw lemons at her, she will make lemon tart out of it. The person who was announcing the awards went back to doing it. First, there was speech and all. I got to know Danial is also one of the youngest chef guests on the panel because he is a renowned name in the medical field who has achieved so much at the age of thirty. It was not me who said it. The person who was giving the speech told everyone just now about it. Then that person called Danial to give the medals. Random names were called, and he gave them the awards with some kind of certificate.