Chapter 68: Giving up
Silas’s POV
I really don’t like it when Damon gives me special treatment. He should treat me like any other artist.
But what can I say? I just sent a smiling emoji to Damon without saying anything.
After that, Nekol and I went for an audition. When we arrived at Jeren’s company, Atlas stayed outside, sitting in the car, waiting for us.
I was a little nervous, but as soon as I stepped into the audition room, I pushed those feelings aside.
Four people were sitting in front of me, with Jeren seated in the middle.
I bowed to them.
"Hello, my name is Silas. I’m 18 years old, and I’m from Gold Era Entertainment," I introduced myself, glancing at them.
"So flat. I didn’t like your introduction at all," said the man sitting in the corner.
Wait... he didn’t like my introduction? So what now? Are they going to send me home just because of that?
I quickly scanned their expressions—three of them were literally glaring at me, while Jeren remained expressionless.