Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband
Chapter 42: Drama At The Audition

Chapter 42: Drama At The Audition

The days swiftly rolled by, and Brooke kept hard at practice, of both acting and using her prosthetic leg. She wasn’t practicing for much physical activity, just enough for her to keep balance and finish the audition.

Her real battle would start if she landed the role.

"Miss Brooke, this is really good! You’ve improved so much, I know you’ll be the best at the audition tomorrow!" Hannah exclaimed, watching Brooke slowly walk across the room on her own.

She had had her doubts about Brooke, but watching her tenacious behavior over the past week fully convinced Hannah that Brooke was a capable woman.

Brooke tossed her a smile, "Thanks, it’s all thanks to you and everyone else’s help."

"Please! Always being humble-" her voice was cut short by Brooke’s phone ringing.

She picked it up from the dressing table and passed it to Brooke. "Excuse me, I have laundry to take care of." Hannah announced, then turned to leave, a hard to miss grin on her face.

Brooke furrowed her brows, why was she so excited?

She immediately got her answer when she stared at the caller ID.

"Mr Grayson?!" Her heart skipped a beat, she was so stunned she had to sit on the bed. Her hands busied themselves straightening her clothes, pushing her hair back and ironing her brows.

Before the call gave out, she cleared her throat and then tapped on accept. "Hello?" She tried to sound calm despite her raging heartbeat.

"Miss Brooke, it’s Gilbert here."

Her countenance fell, "Oh, it’s good to hear from you. How are things over there?"

Why was he calling with Mr Grayson’s phone?

"Great, I was just calling to check up on you, Master Grayson wants to know if you are faring well."

Brooke mused, ’Mr Grayson could’ve done that himself.’

"Oh, thank you, everything is moving well. Please pass on my thanks for the prosthetic leg, it’s amazing." She nervously strummed her fingers against her lap, wondering if she should ask about Thane or not.

"Um," she scratched the left side of her cheek, "What about Mr-"

"I’m sorry Miss Brooke! Something just came up, I have to leave now!" His voice drowned hers, and before she could slide her question in, the line went dead.

"Ugh!" She carefully tossed her phone on the bed and hugged her pillow to her chest.

She brought her fingers to her line of sight and couldn’t help but think. "Would things be different, if I accept his proposal?" She thought aloud.

Of course, not romantically or physically, but in their partnership. Perhaps if they had a legal bonding relationship, Mr Grayson could be more accountable for his whereabouts.

And she could have a legitimate excuse to check up on him.

"Brooke what are you even thinking?!" She groaned and rolled over to the other side, dismissing the thought from her head.

*******

The next morning, Hannah helped Brooke with her hair and makeup, then chose the best outfit combination for her. Brooke was worried the preparations would make her arrive late, but she somehow found herself in front of the production company, half an hour before the auditioning time.

"Miss Brooke, we should wait in the car until it’s time." Her bodyguard announced from the driver’s seat, still pretending he was a driver.

"Hmm, I don’t want to give the impression that I’m not taking this as serious as everyone else. I’ll just wait inside." She decided.

"But master Thane will get angry if you get hurt."

Thane would? The same man who was gone a week and couldn’t even respond to one of her messages?

"Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I’m built tough you know." She flexed her invisible muscle, earning a small smile from her bodyguard.

"Yes ma’am." He gave in, but ultimately decided to follow her without her knowing.

Brooke carefully got out of the car, she had insisted they use the smallest one and least expensive looking one, so as not to draw all the attention to herself.

But that didn’t seem like a problem now, when she noticed the bigger and more expensive looking car parked behind hers.

She raised her brow, wondering who was in it, and why they were at this audition.

She went through the gates, and towards the building which was expectedly larger than she imagined.

"Hey...isn’t that?"

"Yeah! I think it is!"

"Oh my goodness! What is she doing here?!"

The voices on each sides murmured loudly as Brooke walked through the halls, trying to locate the waiting room for the audition.

She inhaled sharply and kept going, deciding to ignore them, but her steps were intercepted by about four women, holding the same script.

Her competition.

"Where the hell are you going?" One of them asked, holding her palm up, whilst the others stood behind her, blocking Brooke’s path.

Brooke didn’t feel she needed to answer to them, she already knew that they must’ve hated her because of Cassie.

"I didn’t know criminals were allowed to audition." The one leading them spat out, her features contorted sharply into a scowl.

Their little squabble drew attention to Brooke, which made her conscious of her leg. Thankfully she had on a pair of trousers to conceal it.

"I’m not a criminal-"

"Ha?! So you think strangling isn’t a crime?!" The girl who was dressed shockingly similar to Cassie demanded.

Brooke could tell that she was one of her sister’s crazed fans, who tried their hardest to be like Cassie.

"I never did that-" Once again she was cut off, when the fan walked up to Brooke and pushed back her shoulder.

Brooke fell to the ground with a thud, losing her balance over the little shove.

"You’re really a drama queen! No wonder you’re auditioning!" The crazed fan spat out, erupting laughter from the rest of the applicants who just watched this unfold.

Immediately, some of them took out their phones and started to livestream what was happening.

Brooke tried to get up, but the crazed fan pushed her back down, then tore her script out of her hand.

"Give that back!" Brooke snarled at her, struggling to get off her feet.

"This?" She twisted her lips into a smile. "Bitches like you who steal other’s happiness don’t have the right to dream." She announced then tore Brooke’s script to shreds!