Nolan was sitting right beside Regina, and she naturally noticed that as soon as the curtain call had ended, he had vanished.
When the house lights came back on, Regina double-checked her ticket and the seat number that Nolan had occupied.
"Hmph, he had the nerve to say I was in the wrong seat. Just wait until I catch him red-handed! I've got all the evidence I need now; let's see him wiggle his way out of this one."
She snapped a picture of her proof and followed after him.
Regina found the usher she had asked to relay a message earlier, giving him an expectant look.
The poor guy was under a ton of pressure. Faced with such a striking journalist, he really didn't want to let her down, but their young star dancer, Dahlia, was quite the firecracker – she flatly refused to take interviews.
"No hard feelings, Ms. Tanner, but Dahlia isn't too keen on interviews," he said apologetically.
"I'm just asking for a minute of her time. I'm here on behalf of New Blossom Press! If I could just meet her, maybe I could charm her into it. Please..."
The usher knew he had to stand his ground. "Sorry, she just finished a two-hour dance marathon, and she's wiped out, resting backstage. It's really not a good time. How about this? I'll check with her later to see how she feels. If it's a no-go, please understand."
Regina wasn't buying any of these excuses. If Dahlia was that tired, how did that man get in?
She had watched him breeze past her, and if it weren't for the lack of a backstage pass, she would have confronted him on the spot!
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