Chapter 25: Charity Event

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Michael's POV

"So, Ladies and Gentlemen, please join me in welcoming our guest of honor, Michael Jackson!"

Everyone stood to their feet and applauded with smiles on their faces. I rose from my seat and gave Lisa a quick kiss on the cheek before making my way to the podium.

I heard shrieks from the balcony and giggled, waving up at the people. Leave it to my fans to make me feel at home no matter where I am.

I approached the microphone and cleared my throat, the gruff noise echoing through the room. Oops. For some reason my fans enjoyed that and began to cheer again. I covered my face with one hand and grinned. Leave it to my fans to also embarrass me no matter where I am.

After I pulled myself together I pointed to the people in the balcony. "I love you more." I said.

More screaming. I giggled again. Way to go, Mike. At this rate I'll be up here all night.

They finally quieted down and I took advantage of the opportunity. "First of all, I want to thank you for having me here tonight. It is a true honor to be surrounding by such talented and intelligent people, it really is."

I glanced down at Lisa who flashed me a thumbs up.

"I want to use this time to speak on something that is near and dear to my heart. That is, as you may have guessed, children. For me, children have always been a source of innocence and happiness that you cannot find in adults. They are pure, untainted, and without judgement. This is why I surround myself with them.

However, the beautiful innocence that God offers to all children is many times stolen from them at young ages. Whether it be from violence or crime in their communities, an unstable household, or a traumatizing experience, many of the world's children are robbed of their childhoods and forced to act like adults early on. This bothers me because I know what it's like to miss out on childhood, and I don't want any child to suffer through the pain I felt for many years in my life.

That's why my beautiful wife Lisa and I have founded an organization called "Heal the Children". Our mission is to provide children with the resources they need and give them the opportunity to enjoy their youth. But, unfortunately, we cannot do it alone. Tonight, I ask you in the audience to join forces with us in hopes to bring peace and love back into the lives of many hopeless kids across the globe. With your help, our impact can be remarkable.

Thank you for your time tonight, I love you all... Thank you..."

I lifted my hand and bowed my head a few times as the crowd erupted in applause. I stood shyly and blew kisses as I received an overwhelming standing ovation.

A few familiar faces stood out in the audience and I greeted them with kind waves. As everyone continued to applaud, a young woman stepped on stage to escort me off. I blew a few more kisses, mostly to the people in the balcony, as I followed her lead.

Just as I was about to exit the stage I glanced up at a group of people who were seated near the edge of the room. And then my face fell.

Zoe looked me directly in the eyes with a wicked glare, clapping along with everyone else.

What is she doing here? Why didn't I know she would be here? What the hell is going on? Oh no, this can't be good.

Once off stage, I was met by a team of security who planned to lead me back to the main room.

"Hey, why didn't anyone tell me Zoe was here?" I asked in a hushed voice.

One of them shrugged. "We had no idea, sir."

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