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Chapter 40

Elena's POV

The director's piercing voice cut through the air as I strolled down the red carpet.

"Wrong! Wrong! You’re doing the steps all wrong!"

The words reverberated in my head, as I mumbled an apology,

"I... I'm sorry, can we try again?" My voice was shaking with nervousness.

His words were like daggers in my heart as he snapped, “This is fucking wrong! Can't you do anything right?"

Bowing my head in shame, I muttered, "I'll try my best, sir." My voice was barely audible.

“Your best isn't good enough,“ he sneered.

Just then, the door flung open revealing Jeff Noah's face as he strode him, the strong scent of cologne from his fabric, dominating the air.

“Elena of the Laurence family?” His voice boomed with authority as he approached.

Head still bowed, I whispered

“Yes, sir, I am.”

He closed his distance between us,

“You don't look well,” concern etched in his voice. “Anything wrong?” he asked.

I raised my face, replacing my grim look with a plastic sm
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