Chapter 40

Scarlett’s POV: Ten minutes later, her performance ended. The room was silent. Everyone was still caught in the moment. Tear tracks still fresh on her cheeks, Miley bowed deeply. Then came a few scattered claps… growing louder and louder. It was the clearest sign of how much her piece had moved them. Miley beamed, practically glowing, and looked at Robert. “Director, did I do okay?” Wyatt, still taken aback, blurted, “More than okay… You’re perfect for this role!” “Right? I was crying like a baby,” the producer beside him sniffled, wiping his eyes and nose, and waved for staff to bring over some tissues. They quickly brought a pack to Miley. She accepted them with cheerful thanks—polite as always. Adorable, talented, great manners… in under half an hour, Miley had completely won them over. The entire selection team agreed—she fit the role flawlessly. Robert turned to me. “What do you say? Shall we go with her?” I replied casually, “Yeah, I think she did a decent job. Honestly, I can’t