Chapter: 1331
Unfortunately, an illness befell Juliette all of a sudden, leading her to offer her ticket to Cecilia. Along with it, she entrusted Cecilia with the task of sending flowers to Flora and securing an autograph on her behalf.
Cecilia found herself overcome with boredom, precisely at that opportune moment.
In the afternoon, she earnestly implored Rena to accompany her, seeking solace in her friend's company.
Recent times had witnessed a significant improvement in the relationship between Rena and Waylen. Moreover, Rena always held deep affection for Cecilia, and thus, she entreated Vera to join them on their outing.
The famed Laure! Garden, situated in the northern expanse, stood unrivaled as an opera haven.
On this particular day, the remarkable Miss Holt graced the stage as Madama Butterfly, leaving the audience thundering with applause, mesmerized by her exceptional beauty and melodious voice.
Yet, amidst the ovation, Cecilia was the only one who stifled a yawn, unimpressed by the plot.
Had it not been for her mother's request to procure Flora’s autograph, Cecilia might have drifted into slumber amidst the performance. She failed to comprehend the actress's ghostly makeup and uncomfortably tight wig cover...
Didn't she feel uncomfortable?
As the scene concluded, Flora departed with an air of theatricality.
However, upon reaching the backstage area, a noticeable transformation came over her countenance. As she removed her earrings, she spoke to her assistant, saying, “Today, | shan't receive any fans. Let them come another day."
Flora hailed from a prestigious opera lineage, which somewhat led to her displaying an air of arrogance. Regular fans found it challenging to encounter her but an exception was expected to be made today for the esteemed Fowler family who came to show their support.
Caught in a quandary, the assistant gently suggested, “Perhaps you can avoid meeting other fans but it seems inevitable that you must meet one."
Flora took off her costume and asked curiously, "Which person do | have to see?”
"Miss Fowler. Her mother is unwell and couldn't attend, so she has come to request your autograph on behalf of Mrs. Fowler."
Flora paused, contemplating the situation.
In the next moment, a wide grin spread across her face, and she exclaimed, "Miss Fowler?
How delightful! Mrs. Fowler has always been a devoted patron of my performances. Kindly invite Miss Fowler to the backstage and | shall gladly sign an autograph for her."
With that, she drew back the curtain and entered the inner chamber.
From within, a refined masculine voice sounded.
Meanwhile, guided by Flora's assistant, Cecilia and her companions made their way backstage.
Flora had indeed become a household name, evident from the multitude of flower baskets with cards lining the long corridor, the majority being from a Mr. Evans, a staggering total of thirty-two.