"How is everything going?" Noah asked as soon as he reached the sixth floor and saw Elara sitting in the corner with her eyes closed.
Elara opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile.
"It's definitely not the kind of contest I expected, but I am ready to fight for this opportunity," she said.
Noah's expression changed. The girl could have all the facilities in the world, the luxuries, the sponsorships—heck, was there anything she needed to work hard for? But the way she made it look like it was for her survival, just because she didn't want to depend on anyone, had his mad respect.
Carla glared at the man, who was previously her talent owner, and thinned her lips at the fact that he greeted Elara but didn't look at her even once.
"Let's go. We will show them who is the best," Beatrice said to Carla as she led her to the auditorium in the adjacent building, which was decorated and designed according to the contest's needs.
