Antirrhocus Davidson didn't persuade further, just nodded.
The evening sunset in the sky was like a drunken girl, lying in the embrace of the night amidst the blushing red.
...
Nighttime.
The banquet hall of the National Palace.
Victor was meeting with the "Representatives of Mexico's Outstanding Talents," and Belsaria was not present due to feeling unwell.
Sitting next to him were a bus driver, a steelworker, and a grassroots law lecturer.
Casare sat accompanying.
Tita Vanties sat nearby, feeling uneasy.
She was still dazed by it all.
How could a small actress and model like herself be selected as a special talent?
When she received the call, she thought it was a scam.
But when she returned home, her parents told her someone had delivered an evening gown.
All custom-made, looking quite expensive.
Tita Vanties wasn't ignorant.
In the entertainment industry,
