Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 192

"It's about to start. Hurry back," Lila called out after Michael as he briskly walked away.

She turned her attention back to the script, flipping through the pages one last time to ensure there were no details that were overlooked.

Michael was talented and quick to grasp concepts, but this role was unlike anything he'd done before. Although they had spent the past week dissecting the script, Lila couldn't help but feel a hint of nervousness as the audition drew near. Still, what truly irked her was the piercing gaze from across the room.

Dorian, uncharacteristically reserved, didn't engage with anyone as he entered. Usually, he thrived in social settings like this, but today, he seemed out of place.

From the corner of her eye, Lila caught sight of his gaunt features. His sharp, brooding stare made him look like a vengeful ghost, lurking in search of prey.

And she was his target.

When their gazes met, it felt like two lightning bolts colliding, an electrifying force that could reduce everything in its path to ashes.

The venom in Dorian's eyes intensified when Michael returned with a small dessert in hand. His expression grew darker, a mix of malice and disdain that even Michael couldn't ignore.

"What's his problem?" Michael muttered, frowning as he sat beside Lila. "He looks like he's got some kind of mental illness."

a small cake in Lila's hand, keeping one for himself.

really does make everything better. You've got yours now too, so no tattling to my agent

"Once this is over, I'm going home to sleep for a full day. I'm spending the entire

grandiose, as if he were announcing plans to conquer the

dessert in her hand and couldn't help but smile faintly, a mix of amusement

process moved quickly. The five actors from their group were scheduled

nervous. I'll be here waiting," Lila reassured Michael, noticing that his

Such a saying had

Michael's performance was

noticeably more relaxed. As he passed Dorian,

resist throwing another jab.

before you even start speaking.

here today-it'd be a shame

stage."

a glare before stepping onto

client is so fierce," Michael teased dramatically, earning