The Framed Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 16 The Chilling Power of Professionalism

In Ryan's mind, Davina's downfall must've been his fast at least indirectly

She used to like him, and he figned that after being rejected, she spiraled into what he saw as self-destruction

He never thought there was anything wrong with publicly revealing Davina's feelings lack then, But now, if her decline was really because of him, he supposed he should feel a sliver of guilt

His wonds made Davina laugh out loud,

To Ryan, that laugh felt like a mockery. His expression soured instantly

Davina's eyes swept over him, slow and deliberate. "Thanks," she said, "Tor showing me just how wild the gene pool can be."

Ryan opened his mouth, ready to respond, but Stella yanked his arm

"Why are you even talking in her?" she snapped, clearly annoyed.

She didn't understand why Ryan would waste a single word on Davina,

Meanwhile, the director was urging Stella for an auilition.

Stella strutted toward the stage where the audition was taking place.

Davina, 100, straightened up and walked forward.

As Stella stepped onto the stage, the director looked her over. She had curled her long blonde hair into waves and wore redesigned white coat, paired with flawless makeup. The director's brows pulled into a frown, his tone colder than usual,

"Let's begin," he said without much interest.

But the first person to step into the scene wasn't Stella.

li was another actress in a plain white coat who moved swiftly ahead, stealing the spotlight.noveldrama

Without waiting for a cue, the camera crew had already started rolling.

The scene was a challenging one: a doctor receives an emergency call and rushes into the operating room—all done without props. Every movement would have to be imagined and acted out.

The girl threw on the coat, fastened it in one smooth motion, barely taking time to adjust the fabric, which now hung wrinkled and seal. She didn't waste a second. Her movements were sharp and practiced. Her entire body radiated purpose.

Even without real props, the way she prepared told a story.

No wasted emotion. No overacting. Just pure efficiency. Even her steps were rushed.

The director leaned forward slightly, a glint flashing in his eyes. "Who's that?" he asked.

His assistant whispered. "Her name's Davina Summer. This was actually her slot, but Ms. Stellar jumped the line."

Stella panicked and cut in, "Director! I should be the one having the audition! What does she know about acting? Get her off the stage!

The assistant made a move to intervene, but the director raised a hand.

His eyes were on the camera, and he urged, "Let her finish. Don't interrupt

Stella's face twisted in fury when the director rejected her request. She stared at Davina angrily; she had effortlessly stolen her spot and the spotlight.

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Chapter 16 The Chilling Power of Professionalism

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But no one was paying attention to Stella anymore. Everyone's eyes were glued

to the woman on-screen-the one who felt like a real doctor

There was something magnetic about her -something that made the entire room sit up and pay attention

She moved with purpose, rushing toward the imagmary operating room with swift, practiced motions. Each step, each gesture, was clean and efficient-like she was a real egron, not just playing one.

Even the slightest changes in her facial expression during the 'surgery scenes had the camera crew holding their breath.

She knew every move by heart, every surgical step executed with uncanny familiarity.

What stood before them wasn't just an actress-it was a poised, sharp, and highly competent surgeon. Cold, confident, and utterly captivating

And the acting alone was enough to make the character shine. Her striking beauty, along with that cool, distant aura, only Jadded to her allure.

The moment t

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the scene ended, a a wave of applause broke out across the studio.

So unbelievably professional.

Davina stepped off the set, still wearing the white coat, her hands tucked casually into the pockets.

A small, instinctive motion that mirrored what real doctors did in hospitals. That subtle move, paired with her presence, made her almost indistinguishable from a seasoned medical expert.

Was she really that deep into character?

In truth, Davina had focused most of her studies on holistic medicine. But she'd also explored modern medicine-especially surgical techniques.

In her past life, she'd spent years at one of the top medical universities in the world, studying modern medicine with the goal of taking what was best and discarding the rest.

She might've gone on to win a prestigious medical award if her family hadn', dragged her back. They were terrified she'd achieve too much in modern medicine and overshadow the pride and traditions of the family name.