Chapter 362

Their exceptional acting drew the crowd in, making it clear Nicolas earned the title of Best Actor.

Acting with him, Kristy’s skills seemed to bloom effortlessly.

She had rehearsed this particular scene many times alone, resulting in a display of talent and commitment that surpassed her earlier acts.

After the performance, everyone except Louis, who remained stoic, was vocal in their praise for her.

The majority of netizens couldn’t stop lauding Kristy’s flawless act.

Below the stage, Jayleen beamed with pride, confident in Kristy’s win, thanks to Camille’s meticulous coaching.

Jayleen, feeling sure of her impending triumph, found her confidence shaken when Selah stepped onto the stage.

Louis and Robert were eager to see what Selah had to offer, while the other three judges showed their skepticism, lounging back in their chairs, already set on casting their votes for Kristy the moment Selah’s act concluded.

Nicolas then made his entrance.

He couldn’t help but notice how Selah’s allure had deepened with maturity, her aura now more serene, like still waters, lacking her former sparkle yet exuding a tranquil grace.

In his early days, Nicolas admired Selah’s passion for her craft and had always hoped to work with her.

Her abrupt departure from showbiz had been unexpected.

Now, the prospect of sharing a scene filled him with a mix of nostalgia and anticipation, despite it being merely an audition.

Selah’s talent was undeniable, yet as Ni

colas reflected on her current performance versus that of five years ago, he sensed something was missing.

As the spotlight enveloped them, their performance unfolded.

Selah began her performance following the script’s lines diligently.

Nicolas, too, felt an unusual surge of mood.

It seemed his longing for Selah pushed him to embrace his character more deeply than ever before.

Initially, Selah’s portrayal rivaled Kristy’s stellar performance.

However, as the script progressed and the heroine discovered the truth, veering into madness, Selah unexpectedly deviated from the prescribed Lines.

The heroine, aware of the truth, calmly executed her husband, her face a mask of tears.

She wished to weep but could only muster a faint, bitter smile in the end.

Unnoticed, the knife slipped from her grasp, leaving her resembling a puppet.

Post-revenge, she mechanically walked towards the police station.

When the curtain fell, even Nicolas found himself slightly taken aback.

The play, meant to adhere to the original script, unwittingly followed Selah’s rhythm, yet he remained impeccably in character throughout .

He was profoundly moved by Selah’s impromptu performance.

She genuinely embodied the role of a mother consumed by Love for her child, losing her head because of hatred.

It suddenly dawned on him what was missing in Selah’s initial scenes: her innate talent.

However, the recent scene unleashed her natural acting prowess flawlessly.

After five years of honing her craft, Selah’s talent shone no less brightly than before.