Chapter 39: The Hawking’s
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Christopher's eyebrows arched, clearly intrigued. "That's high praise, Kiara."
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For a moment, the room fell into a reflective silence.
The person Christopher had initially dismissed as inconsequential had managed to earn such glowing remarks from someone as discerning as Kiara.
That was no small feat.
Finally, Christopher's face changed, replacing his earlier skepticism.
"So let me get this straight. Keanu, Andrew, Grace..." He muttered, almost to himself. "A rookie with no prior acting history, an indie regular with no standout work, and an underrated and underutilized actress. And somehow, they all delivered remarkable performances?"
Anne nodded. "That's right."
"And it was a debutant director who managed to bring forth such talent together and turned a film better than the script we received?" Christopher pressed.
Anne nodded firmly. "I know it sounds unlikely, but that's exactly what happened."
Christopher's eyes narrowed as he processed the information. "So, Stephen also liked it, and I take it he is planning to recommend it to his grandfather?"