That TV drama shared a similar inspirational theme, mirroring the essence of the novel crafted by Rosalynn.
Karina had chosen Tilda as the scriptwriter due to her discerned talent.
âKarina, if I recall correctly, Tilda is relatively new to the industry, isnât she?â
âYes,â
âItâs remarkable for her to receive such recognition at such a young age,â Rosalynn remarked.
Karina concurred.
âShe missed the awards ceremony last year, did she?â
âThatâs right.
â
âI havenât had the chance to see her in person.
â
âYouâll meet her soon.
â
Karina reached for her phone.
âIâll check if sheâs arrived yet.
â
Rosalynn nodded, taking a sip of her champagne and becoming aware of an observant gaze fixed upon her.
It was Selina.
Adorned in a modest, white dress from an independent designer, Selina radiated a delicate aura that, despite the simple attire, evoked a sense of protectiveness from onlookers.
How had she infiltrated the banquet hall?
âRosalyn.
â
Spotting her, Selina approached calmly.
âHow did you manage to get in? I donât recall extending an invitation to you,â Rosalynn inquired, maintaining her composure.
Selinaâs lips curled into a smile.
âKyson brought me along.
He said, Iâll always be his sister.
â
A hint of pride resonated in her words.
Rosalynn arched her eyebrows, scanning the room to find Kyson observing from a distance.
His expression bore a subtle blend of concern and apprehension.
Was he harboring a fear that Selina might become the target of bullying?