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Isabelle was in eighth place, so she was last to perform on stage.

There were only four make up artists, so when Isabelle reached the make up room. She waited with Camila for a while for a make up artist to become free.

She sat down in front of the dresser. Just as she was about to tell the make up artist what she was going to wear that night and what kind of look she was going for, she saw Annabelle, the second place contender, come out of the dressing room. As Isabelle's eyes were drawn towards her, the words stuck in her mouth.

She wore a rose-colored ancient dance costume, with her hair and make up also done up in a manner of an ancient beauty.

This wasn't the main point, the main point was... the dance costume she wore was exactly the same as the one Isabelle had ordered.

"Izzy, why does Annabelle have the same costume? She's up on stage before you, so what are we going to do? We got here in such a hurry, and we didn't bring a change of clothes. In a competition like this, you'd lose points for clashing costumes."

Isabelle heard Camila's whisper in her ears. That's when she turned away from Annabelle, and gave her friend a comforting expression. Then she told the make up artist, "Give me a natural look to suit what I'm wearing now."

Actually... she never wanted to perform the drum dance, but seeing as she wore matching outfits with Annabelle, she still felt a little crushed.

What a coincidence, for the two of them to wear matching outfits? To choose the same outfit?

When Annabelle got up on stage, Isabelle coincidentally finished her make up and sat in the break room with Camila. She wasn't at all interested in Annabelle's performance, but when the woman said what her topic was her brows tightened.

The drum dance.

As if wearing matching outfits wasn't enough, their performances also clashed?

Most importantly, this performance was an idea she and Alexander had come up with together. Not even Camila and his assistant knew, so how did Annabelle learn of it?

Even if Isabelle couldn't immediately guess how the woman found out, she knew that Annabelle did all this to perform her dance before her, thus carefully planning to sabotage her performance.

Isabelle, who felt a little down, was now completely crushed.

Annabelle's drum routine was choreographed differently. Even though Isabelle's one was spectacular, to be able to even perform such a highly difficult dance, it won Annabelle everyone's appraisal. So much so that the judges gave her high scores.

The moment she had stepped on stage and back down, she intentionally shot Isabelle a provoking look.

The performances from the five people after her were absolutely wonderful.

After seven people had finished their performances, Isabelle walked up to the entrance of the stage. Through the long corridor, she could hear the judges on stage talk and give their scores. At the very end, just as the presenter was about to call out the final contestant, tonight's guest, Helen suddenly said, "Sorry to interrupt for a moment."

The presenter swallowed his words, and said with a smile, "Please, Miss Miller, go ahead."

Helen brought the microphone towards her mouth, and cleared her throat, "I'm delighted to be given this opportunity to be a guest on this competition, so I've especially prepared a surprise for everyone. Now that the competition is drawing to a close and there's only one actress left, I want to take up just ten minutes of the show to show everyone the surprise. I don't know if it's possible?"

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