Return of the Big Boss: Secretly A Billionaire Heir

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Max watched, with his arms folded and a rare smile appearing on his lips. He really couldn't be wrong about someone. There was no dramatic music, no special effects, and yet it felt like the air had thickened, filled with tension as though the scene was real. Claire didn’t act like someone pretending to kill her first love—she became that woman, and one could almost believe she was really General Vivian Stone.

"Thank you," Claire whispered as she stood up, her voice softer now. She bowed her head slightly and stepped back, signaling the end of the performance.

There was a beat of stunned silence before one of the judges snapped out of it and began clapping, almost too eagerly. The other judges exchanged looks, nodding in unspoken agreement.

Max arched an eyebrow. Even he—someone who knew little of acting could tell it was brilliant. And this is the same woman July claimed couldn't act? The irony wasn’t lost on him, and a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

He leaned back slightly,