Opening the contestant profile booklet in front of her, she flipped through the pages until her eyes landed on a familiar two-inch photograph and name:
Johnson Bannerman.
Evelyn was genuinely surprised to see the serious young man on stage. If she remembered correctly, Johnson had recently graduated from university.
He had worked at a boutique coffee shop for three years; starting out as a part-time student worker during his college days.
If he managed to stand out in a global competition like this, his future in the industry would undoubtedly be bright.
Michael glanced over at the profile booklet Evelyn was scanning so intently, before opening his own copy to the same page.
Johnson Bannerman? Does she know him? Why is she looking at his file so carefully? A faint, sour hint of jealousy quietly began to simmer in his chest.
