Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 18

Arabella's audition had finally wrapped up, but the reaction was far from what she'd anticipated. Instead of the roaring applause she expected, the room was filled with a few scattered claps that quickly faded into awkward silence.

The director's expression was less than pleased, which didn't go unnoticed by the likes of Miranda and Theo.

Miranda had only caught a glimpse of Arabella's performance. Arabella was supposed to be playing a no- nonsense doctor, yet she appeared in full glam makeup with a lab coat tailored to emphasize her figure. Her appearance screamed "I'm gorgeous". It was more like watching cosplay of an adult film actress rather than a professional doctor.

The director, visibly annoyed, commented, "Too many unnecessary gestures, and honestly, would a real doctor wear some specially tailored coat? Do you think the audience is blind?"

Arabella flushed red at the critique, though her eyes flashed with defiance. Her assistant quickly leaned in, whispering, "Director, Ms. Hawk is from the investors. Both the Hawke family and the Blackwell family are backing this project."

The director's expression soured further, but the assistant turned to Arabella with a smile. "Ms. Hawk, why don't you take a break? We'll call you when we're ready."

Arabella nodded, confident that the role was hers and in no rush. As she turned, she spotted Miranda and Theo together. Her expression shifted, and she promptly approached them.

what happened to your face?" she

a cold glance at Miranda. Arabella looked incredulous. "Are you

simply smiled and said, "Mr. Blackwell tried

looked livid. "What nonsense are you

voice deliberately. "See, Mr. Blackwell just left a mark on my hand. Everyone

joke. "He tried to make a move on you? Are

and Blackwells had announced an engagement for their children the previous

was momentarily stunned by his striking appearance and presence.

the floor. The sudden turn of events elicited gasps from the crowd. Miranda turned to see who had thrown the

had the physique of a Greek statue, broad shoulders tapering to a narrow

Arabella blinked, "You're Elian?"

had seen Elian from a distance at an auction once. There was little to no online presence about him,