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.

supposed grudge, he wouldn't have been distracted, and

expression and dared not say another word.

with Michael, and an alarm bell instantly went off in his mind. However, he couldn't

just a few strides and grabbed Lila

guard, Lila winced in pain and immediately pushed him away, her expression turning cold with

between them, his usual play

you

just because

up? Honestly, how did you ever win awards with such bad acting? Don't tell me you relied

hit Dorian right

like a crazed beast. "If you want to get back at me, there

glanced at him, her lips curling into a brief,

tugged at Michael's arm and turned to

could go?"

limits. Keep this up, and we won't feel the need to tolerate you anymore." Michael

the vehicle started to move, Michael rolled down the