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.

gaze darted across the faces on stage, finally resting on the one

face I'd

Ernest's face!

was, as if resurrected, standing before me. Yet, his eyes bore a look of unfamiliarity, even

about the pain in my

you doing?"

man on stage, stammering, "Ernest, you... how... aren't

for words. By then, I had staggered to the

was certain it

out softly, a name I had uttered

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

Ms. Hudson,"

man complied, "Hello, Ms.

awake. How could that nasal

voice was deep and magnetic, polished to

man before me

identical. The only difference was this man's pale and

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