Ophelia Wilson’s eyes flickered for a moment, but she feigned confusion and asked Grace Wilson, "Grace, do you know each other?"
Grace Wilson bit her lip, suppressing the boundless rage inside her, "Yes, we do."
Right now, she didn’t have the ability to go up against Sophie Wilson. As long as she became a superstar and had her own connections, she could overshadow Sophie Wilson’s wealthy boyfriend.
By then, she would finally vent her anger!
"What a coincidence," Ophelia Wilson said with amusement, "But no matter what, it should be fair competition. Let’s not ruin the harmony."
"How about I let Grace Wilson, whom I brought, go first?" Ophelia Wilson suggested.
She had a little plan in mind.
Grace Wilson had gone through her special training; she would surely make the directors and others take notice.
With these preconceived notions, if Sophie Wilson performed later and had any similarities... they could easily say she was imitating Grace Wilson.
In an instant, Sophie Wilson would be at a disadvantage.
Grace Wilson didn’t speak, she just stood nearby, pretending to be obedient.
"Teacher Smith, what do you think..." the producer asked Benjamin Smith, since for the role of the second female lead, Benjamin Smith had stricter requirements than even for the first female lead.
"Miss Wilson, what do you think?" Benjamin Smith turned and asked Sophie Wilson, which made the director and producer look at each other in surprise.
Given Benjamin Smith’s temper, would he care about someone else’s opinion so much?
"No problem, let her go first," Sophie Wilson didn’t care at all. She was just here for fun in the first place.
"Alright, get ready, and start." The director had Benjamin Smith and the others sit down, signaling Grace Wilson that she could begin.
Grace Wilson walked to the center of the room with her back to the directors, but during the walk, she kept staring hard at Sophie Wilson, with her eyes filled with hostility so intense it almost seemed to become a tangible sword, trying to pierce several holes in her.
Sophie Wilson slightly raised an eyebrow; Grace Wilson really hated her.
What right did Grace Wilson have to hate her?
Enjoying her wealth for over twenty years and still having the nerve to hate her?
The casual mindset Sophie initially had was now gradually becoming more serious. If she didn’t take this seriously, wouldn’t she let down Grace Wilson’s hostility towards her?
"Teachers, I’m ready to start my performance now." Grace Wilson finally reached her spot, turned to the directors, bowed, and began her performance.
In the next room, Charles Seymour curiously picked up a sheet of paper containing Sophie Wilson’s audition material, but with just one glance, his eyes widened abruptly.
It described seducing a police officer to obtain intelligence.
Which meant Sophie Wilson was playing a villain!
That’s not the problem!
The biggest problem is—seduction!
Who was Sophie going to seduce?
Charles Seymour spun around quickly and strode over in large steps, bursting through the door with a bang.
"...Okay, not bad..." The director’s words were abruptly interrupted by the loudly opened door, and the curses on the tip of his tongue were scared back by Charles Seymour’s dark and raging aura.
The burly director was utterly intimidated.
Julian Campbell, startled, leaped to his feet and quickly walked over to ask in a low voice, "What’s going on?"
Charles Seymour completely ignored Julian Campbell, grabbed Sophie Wilson’s wrist, and spat out one word, "Go!"
How could he let her play such a role?
Whose brain-dead idea was this plot?
Even if Sophie wanted to seduce someone, seducing him alone would be enough!