Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 193

Lila sat quietly, watching as Dorian's performance faltered on stage. His delivery lacked emotion, his presence off-kilter—a stark contrast to his usual charisma.

Michael, seated beside her, finished his quip and turned to glance at her, expecting a response. What he saw instead was someone entirely calm, her gaze steady and detached. Her long lashes fluttered with each blink, but her eyes betrayed no emotion.

To anyone watching, it would seem as if the man on stage were a complete stranger.

Dorian himself realized something was wrong. When he stepped off the stage, his movements were unsteady, his confidence shattered.

He knew.

This role wouldn't be his.

His assistant rushed over, concern etched on their face. "Mr. Blake, are you alright?"

Dorian ignored the question, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Lila's now-empty seat.

His fists clenched tightly at his sides. Throughout Michael's audition, Dorian had seen traces of Lila's guidance in every movement, every nuanced expression. She had shaped Michael's performance-those habits were unmistakably hers. Rage flared within him. She had guided him for five years he knew her habits better than anyone.

him instead of clinging to her supposed grudge, he wouldn't have been distracted, and this

and dared not say another word. He could only quicken his pace to keep up with

for a car outside with Michael, and an alarm bell instantly went off in his mind. However, he couldn't stop Dorian, who was already storming over in a fit

and grabbed Lila by the shoulders. "Is this the outcome you

immediately pushed him away, her expression turning cold with

his usual play demeanor shifting into mockery. "Why

when you can't

out just because

awards with such bad acting? Don't tell me you

Dorian right where

beast. "If you want to get back

by then. She glanced at him, her lips

tugged at Michael's arm and turned to

I say you could go?" Dorian lunged forward, but Michael deftly

to tolerate you anymore." Michael took a few steps backward, waiting until Dorian stopped in his tracks before turning and getting into the

Michael rolled down the window and