Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 97

Chapter 97

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Thomas hurried to explain, "Oh, I just happened to hear that Sharon is also coming to audition, so I dropped by her set this morning. We decided to come here together in the afternoon.

Since the start of his career, Thomas had always portrayed characters older than his actual age. At thirty, he gave off the maturity of a man in his forties or fifties. But today, it was the first time he looked so bashful.

The three of them entered the hotel lobby and took the elevator to the eighth floor. As soon as they stepped out, they saw the signs directing them to the audition room.

James had picked four people, and together with the candidates Kevin chose, there were five men and two women auditioning. It wasn't time yet, so not everyone had arrived.

"Have you read the script?" Ophelia asked Sharon, concerned she might not have had time to go through it amidst her busy filming schedule.

Sharon nodded enthusiastically. Thave, and it's so intense. I love it. As she spoke, she stole a glance at Thomas, sitting opposite them with his aloof, serious expression. She thought, Thomas resembles Franklin so much. It's just perfect. The chemistry between Aiden and Franklin is irresistible.

Ophelia scratched her head speechlessly.

Just this, the distinct click of high heels echoed from afar

A coat was tossed onto the seat next to Ophelia, its edge brushing against her.

"Cops, sorry about that A casual voice came from above. A second later, the sofa beside Ophelia sank under the weight of someone sitting down

Ophelia turned to see a strikingly cold-looking woman touching up her makeup with a compact, exuding an air of superiority. This was Zor, another actress auditioning

James had selected her. She was relatively new but had gained tame for a villain role in a previous drama. Her sharp and straightforward persona had quickly become her trademark. She seemed to regard everyone with an indifferent glance.

"Are you here for the audition too?" Zoe finally looked directly at Ophelia, seemingly unable to ignore Ophelia's striking appearance and presence.

Ophelia replied plainly, not thinking much of it. She stood up and checked the time, getting

my car and grabs my makeup artist? I need a lipstick," Zoe said, dabbing

thought. If she is not here for an audition, she must be an assistant. Anyway, I have never seen her in the

"I don't think that's part of my job" She patted Sharon on

not to bother with someone she believed to be a

Ophelia. Kevin had seemed lost. He was an introvert. Sitting next to

here. James let out a relieved sigh. Somewhere along the way, Ophelia had

like twin guardians, leaving the center

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Ophelia sat between them.

men from talent shows, both auditioning for the role of Aiden.

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challenging. The internal turmoil and the conflict had to be perfectly portrayed. Unfortunately, both actors struggled. The first one delivered a blank, emotionless performance. The second went for the opposite. He was screaming and crying, pouring all his sadness into the role, but it

right." Kevin muttered

other hand, felt Kevin was being too picky. "I thought the second

think you're being too hard on them. Just wait until you see Rex's acting. The second guy had great

his hand dismissively. "You don't get

Really?" James threw his hands up in disbelief. Tm the director, Kevin. I don't

"Elia, what do

No wonder they'd stuck her in the middle. She might have been better off tagging along

his head in resignation. Rex never followed company

sighed, "Let's put these two on hold. Call the

The next p

pair

scene, with no dialogue, only expressions. Franklin usually kept his emotions in check, but at this moment, he was flustered. The first actor's performance was exaggerated and surface-level. His panic shattered Franklin's calm and stoic image Thomas, on the other hand, nailed it. He managed to convey Franklin's fear

confidently, but when she saw who was sitting in the

blinked embarrassingly and thought. It's that girl from the waiting room.

James, oblivious to the

someone's