Love or Die: CEO’ s Daily Dose of Swoon (Cordelia)

Chapter 73

The stage manager barely glanced at the squabble between the young girls, handing Merry a numbered ticket and instructing her to wait outside until her number was called

The first girl to audition emerged quickly, not even gracing the piano with her touch. After all, they were all daughters of high society. With a nonchalant grace, she announced, “The assistant director said I wasn’t the right fit, so ne need to test me out. But guess what? I saw Bland!”

At the mention of the name, everyone gasped with envy. “Wow, spill the tea, girl!”

The girl couldn’t suppress her smile as she shared, “Bland looks even more dashing in person! Tall and slender, with such a refined, chiseled face, though I have no clue why he’s sporting a bruise on his forehead.”

“Oh no, what happened to him? He didn’t get into a fight, did he?”

Who would dare hit Bland? Are they tired of living?”

Merry, the culprit, felt a twinge of guilt and coughed awkwardly, her eyes darting nervously towards Cordelia, “My idol won’t recognize me now, will he?”

Cordelia, eyeing her makeup–free face, assured her confidently, “No chance!”

Merry exhaled in relief.

Cordelia then turned back to Merry, offering, “Need my help?”

In the world of acting, it wasn’t uncommon to pull strings. Since Bland knew her, a word from her might just do the trick, right?

Just as this thought crossed her mind, Merry shook her head, “This role is significant. It’s Bland’s first love. It should go to someone truly talented.”

For Merry, it was about the experience. Auditioning was just an excuse to see her idol once more.

Cordelia, ever the emotionally detached one, didn’t press further.

As one audition followed another, it was finally Juliana’s turn. Piano music could be heard from outside. When Juliana came out, there was a hint of pride in her demeanor

Hayley couldn’t resist asking, “Nailed it, huh?”

Juliana lifted her chin with a smirk, “The assistant director told me to wait for the news outside, but he did say that so far, I’m the best.”

Hayley nodded in agreement.

Soon, only Leila and Merry remained.

Leila, ahead of Merry, was called in for her audition.

Inside the room, the assistant director and Bland, along with two other staff members, were seated. Exuding casual allure, Bland lounged in his chair with his shirt collar undone, revealing his seductive collarbone.

However, his forehead was marred by a bruise, and his eyes betrayed his impatience, “What’s with these people? No acting chops at all!”

The assistant director sighed, “Of all the candidates, the last girl had the best camera presence, but something’s lacking in her figure.”

The role of the pianist was meant for someone more delicate, and Juliana’s face was a tad too full for the character. But as she was one of the last candidates, they might have had to settle for her, which is why they told her to wait outside.

Just then, the door opened, and a graceful figure wandered in.

Leila and Merry, twin sisters, were identical in both appearance and stature.

At the sight of Leila, the assistant director lit up his eyes.

Having cast many actors, he could instantly tell whether a face was for the screen or not. Excited, he asked, “Can you play the piano?”

Leila nodded obediently. “Yes.”

Many students played the piano, and this role didn’t require exceptional skill. After all, the soundtrack would be professionally recorded. She just needed to look the part.

Leila sat at the piano and played a piece.

The assistant director was still not entirely convinced. The look was right, but the aura didn’t completely match the character. Nevertheless, she was the best th

had seen that day. Resigned, he nodded, “Alright, you’ll do.”

Leila was taken aback by his immediate decision, her eyes widening with joy. But before she could speak, a lazy and charming voice filled the room, “Why the rush to decide? Isn’t there one more?”

The speaker was Bland, who glanced at Leila before shifting his languid gaze, a hint of authority in his tone, “At the very least, the auditions deserve proper respect, don’t they?”

Remembering that auditionees today were all heiresses from prestigious families of Greenmeadow International School, the assistant director turned to Leila and said, “Step outside for now. We need to go through the motions with one last audition, but barring any surprises, the role is yours.”

Leila nodded, confident in her victory.

The role of the Bland’s first love suited her perfectly! And Merry? She never considered her a threat. Merry had always been the defiant one, with an aura far too robust for the delicate character.

As the door opened for a staff member to enter, the assistant director’s words drifted outside.

Those waiting for news outside lost hope but stayed, clinging to the slim chance of glimpsing Bland again.

Leila stepped out to find Juliana glaring at her, her face a storm of discontent.

Leila flickered her eyes as she spoke, “Juliana, the assistant director mentioned the role needed someone more subdued. You’re too radiant, which makes my less striking look the better fit.”

Leila admitted on the spot that she couldn’t match her, providing Juliana the acknowledgment she deserved as she nonchalantly remarked, “Honestly, it doesn’t matter much to me whether I get the role or not.” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Leila smiled, then approached Merry and said, “Bland just complimented me, said I fit the role perfectly.”

Merry clenched her fists, feeling as if her heart was being squeezed, a dull ache spreading within.

Her idol, her light, had praised Leila?

Leila knew her too well and where to strike. She smiled, “I know you’re a big fan of Bland. Want me to get his autograph for you while we’re filming?”

Merry, usually quick–witted, was speechless when it came to her idol, afraid to tarnish his reputation. Just then, a detached voice interjected, “No need, she’ll get it herself”

Leila was startled, meeting Cordelia’s penetrating dark gaze. She nodded and said, “That’s true. Since you look the part, Merry, just learn to mimic me a bit. After all, this role should be gentle, and you’re just too assertive.”

Merry turned deathly pale. To land the role, she’d have to imitate the very person she’d loathed since childhood. How could she bear it?

Leila was too cunning, her barbs hitting their mark with lethal precision.

The stage manager was getting impatient, “Are we auditioning or what? Let’s get a move on!”

Leila chuckled, “Ash, sweetheart, if you don’t wanna do an impression of me, why not just throw in the towel?”

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Surrender… The thought actually crossed Merry’s mind. She couldn’t bear the thought of letting her idol down, but at the same time, she couldn’t bring herself to mimic Leila’s nauseating mannerisms.

As she wavered, her arm was suddenly gripped by Cordelia, and she heard Cordelia speak in an indifferent tone, “Don’t copy her.”

Her words were unhurried, yet there was a resolve in her voice, “Imitate me.”