Chapter 226
"You’re staying here?" David Parker asked, a little puzzled.
"Yeah, this spot’s fine. Don’t want to affect Miss Barrington’s performance," Clara Walton replied calmly.
She had picked a seat tucked away in the corner. If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t even notice someone sitting there. But from Clara’s position, her view was clear enough.
David didn’t question it. "She’s here. I’ll go over."
"Okay." Clara nodded.
And just like that, she stayed in the shadows, quietly observing.
The angle she sat at was a blind spot. When Fiona Barrington entered, she spotted David right away—but didn’t see Clara.
Clara, on the other hand, had a full view of Fiona.
She looked totally relaxed—except her gaze was sharp, laced with cold resolve. She never looked away, not once.
She already had a verdict in her mind about today’s audition.
Then Clara lowered her eyes, quiet as ever.
Fiona greeted David, grabbed the script pages, and started her performance.
It had to be said—Fiona’s acting was impress

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