"Mercedes!"

"Mercedes Over here!"
"Miss. Jones! Now that you've received your fifth Grammy of your career what's next? Any new movies in the works?" The Reporter asked shoving an E! Recognizable Microphone in her face.

"Well I'm not really sure at the moment I think I'll just let what ever comes my way happen!" The star responded hurriedly making her way to her entourage who swarmed her as she waved back to all of the reporters making her way to her Limousine her driver taking her away from the 2022 Grammy awards.

"Thank God! That's over..." She exclaimed loudly as she took off her Christian Louboutin's and threw them across the seat. "Ander, take me home." She said to her driver who looked back at her briefly before responding.

"But Mr. Trenton told me that you were going to the Timberlake after party?"

"Look I'm just not up to it. Take me home."She snapped without meaning to.

"Yes Miss." Was her response, Mercedes sighed while looking out of the window of her car.

Mercedes Jones walked into her Pent house apartment and launched herself on her couch plopping down lazily while staring at the piece of metal in her hands. As she turned it over examining it from every possible angle she thought out loud.

"Is this really what I wanted?" And that was when the phone rang.