Chapter 49


Chapter 49:

Elwood’s words hung in the air, chilling the room and leaving everyone in stunned silence, all eyes now fixed on the confrontation between Khloe and Elwood.

Unfazed, Khloe’s lips curled into a subtle smile. Her voice, light as a summer breeze, cut through the tension. “Mr. Wilson, how can you be so certain before the audition has even begun?”

Elwood, with his rugged appearance—scruffy beard, untamed hair, and black-rimmed glasses hiding his eyes—gave a dismissive snort, his gaze dripping with contempt. His voice was harsh as he delivered his verdict. “You might be attractive, but you’re just a newcomer. You fit the role’s look, sure, but you can’t grasp the resilience and depth the lead demands. Don’t waste my time with this charade. I hope you understand.”

Elwood’s words cut deep, but there was truth in them. If it had been anyone else, a fresh face with connections, stepping into the lead role would have been met with jeers—labeled nothing more than a pretty puppet with no substance.

However, Peaks of Eternity was Khloe’s creation, and she knew Roselyn better than anyone. Three years in prison had torn her down, but in the wreckage, Khloe had been remade. She had fallen from grace to the lowest point, yet emerged stronger, her spirit tempered by suffering. What she couldn’t have portrayed three years ago, she could now—Roselyn was no longer just a character; she was part of Khloe’s very soul.

scorn was like fuel to a fire inside her. With a deep breath, Khloe quelled the rising anger, meeting his gaze with a cold, controlled intensity. “Looks aren’t everything. Mr. Wilson, let

stern facade wavered but only for a beat. He quickly masked it, his tone hardening. “Fine. But don’t expect any favors, even if

turned and strode into the audition room, leaving a thick tension behind him. As

her. No wonder she dared to

She’s out of her depth. Elwood Wilson is not going to risk his reputation on someone who got in through connections. Look around, she’s the only fresh face here. What

clearly fed her delusions of grandeur. If I were her,

jealousy to contempt. “I thought she was someone special, but she’s just like

to worry about

buzzed with dismissive chatter, everyone already writing Khloe off as irrelevant, not even sparing her

She let the words wash

This round was different. Instead of

placed with Judith and Ensley—the two fiercest competitors. Both were popular, well-backed, and

saw who their third group member was, Judith and Ensley ignored Khloe, their attention laser-focused on each other. To

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