Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

In no time, all the players in the game had assembled for the grand audition, and the process of cherry-picking commenced. The stage saw contestants making their entrances, one after the other.

The program itself hadn’t set any specific performance category, leaving the door open for talents of all hues, from comedy to balletic feats, to take center stage.

As each contender unveiled their unique flair, the talent agencies had the green light to give a nod of interest by pressing a button.

In cases of mutual interest, marked by both the agency and the artist, a light above the table would illuminate.

After a series of audition rounds, Ariana had identified a few potential gems, but they either got snapped up by other agencies or were already betrothed to their preferred patrons.

An hour swept by, and Ariana’s table hadn’t pressed on a Light.

awaited the

in the online chat room couldn’t help but notice the lights emanating from other tables, while Ariana’s hadn’t. They could

Was she dragged here as

a fill-up, there usually should be people with

to the sympathy, some viewers directed their criticism

would let a minnow enterprise like hers

a major-league player. How dare she, a nobody in the business, even think of contending? It’s sheer folly for her to join the race. She’s practically asking

which of these industry giants doesn’t flaunt a noteworthy figure? Why would they need an insignificant person to pad the

viewers went a step further, embarking on an expedition to delve into Ariana’s

freshly minted, likely

dying

a total frittering away. It’s bordering on deceit, and who in their right mind would step onto