Chapter 367

Camille, seated with the judges, though not voting, was a respected figure from the Skiyton Film Academy, and her opinion carried weight.

“Kristy nailed it.

I’ve got nothing to add.

How about you, Mr.

Louis Watson?” She arched an eyebrow in Louis’s direction, her interest solely on him.

Louis replied with a casual tone, “She did well, for sure.

Now, I’m eager to see what Selah brings to the stage.

”

What could Selah have done differently?

Just earlier, Kristy’s act was improvised by Camille right there, while Selah hadn’t had any help from a coach.

Even though Selah did a bit better last time, this round she wasn’t just up against Kristy, but also a professor from Skiyton Film Academy.

It wasn’t a fair contest.

The three judges looked at Selah with disapproval.

With Camille here in this round, they could boldly vote for Kristy.

Lindsey was taken aback that Kristy would stoop to getting on-the-spot coaching from Camille.

Wasn’t that pretty much cheating?

While Lindsey mulled this over, she caught Jayleen’s mocking tone.

“Looks Like you’re on the losing side, Lindsey.

”

Glancing at Jayleen and Kristy, Lindsey responded coldly, “Kristy can’t match Selah, so she brings in a coach? Doesn’t that seem like an unfair edge?”

Jayleen smirked.

“Are you saying you’re envious because Kristy has a good coach and Selah doesn’t? Lindsey, it’s your own fault for not securing a coach.

”

Lindsey scoffed, “Miss Archer, with all your influence, why didn’t you find a coach for Kristy? She had to turn to her college instructor for help.

Seems like you’re set to win without even trying.

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Jayleen’s expression soured.

Arms crossed, Kristy challenged Lindsey,

“There’s no rule against coaches in auditions.

Being jealous gets you nowhere.

If you’re so capable, why not get a coach for Selah right now?”

“Do you think I can’t?” Lindsey asked, unfazed.

Kristy’s scoff was sharp.

“Even if you do, what’s the point? Can your coach match Ms.

Dupont? She is…”

Before Kristy could get her words out, she was interrupted by a voice from behind.

“Ms.

Garcia!” Camille called out.

Turning around, Kristy saw Camille rise from her seat, approach an elderly lady, and bow with deep respect.

“Ms.

Garcia, what brings you here?” she asked.

A crease formed between Kristy’s brows as she considered whether this elderly lady was the one she was thinking of.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, the judges stood up, looking stunned.

There was only one Ms.

Garcia that Camille would hold in such high esteem.