Chapter 678

It was Ernest's silhouette!

Just like the one I saw that night at the alleyway.

Last time, I took a tumble before I could get a good look, but this time, I was determined to see clearly. I tried to step forward, forgetting about my injury, and ended up falling flat on my face.

"Whoa, lady, are you doing this on purpose? Just say you want me to sweep you off your feet," Allen teased as he helped me up.

I glared at him, then shouted, "Turn on the lights!"

My shout made everyone on stage halt, but the backstage area remained shrouded in darkness.

"Turn on the lights!" I yelled again.

Grant, who had just walked in, heard me. "What's going on here? Turn on the lights, now!"

His command worked wonders. The hall lights flickered on, and everyone squinted against the sudden brightness.

darted across the faces on stage, finally

I'd

Ernest's face!

his eyes bore a look of unfamiliarity, even a hint

pain in my leg. I

you

on stage, stammering,

words. By then, I had staggered to the front of the stage, getting a clearer view of the

certain it was

out softly, a name I had uttered countless times

man on stage didn't move. Allen chuckled, "Darling, he's not Ernest. His name's Phipps. He's the top model here." Allen gestured towards the man, who obediently

her Ms. Hudson," Allen

complied, "Hello, Ms. Hudson. My

jolted me awake. How could that nasal tone ever belong to

and magnetic, polished

me sounded

almost identical. The only difference was this man's pale and smooth skin, in contrast to

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