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.

the faces on stage, finally resting

face I'd

Ernest's face!

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

I couldn't care less about the pain in my leg. I made my way

you doing?"

at the man on stage,

staggered to the front of the stage, getting a clearer view of the face

certain it was

I called out softly, a name I had uttered countless

he's not Ernest. His name's Phipps. He's the top model here." Allen gestured towards the man, who obediently approached,

her Ms. Hudson,"

complied, "Hello, Ms. Hudson. My name

voice jolted me awake. How could that nasal tone ever

voice was deep and

me sounded utterly

difference was this man's pale

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