Three performances have passed.

The audience below the stage couldn't wait any longer.

Levi was no longer patient, his face turned black.

Rose saw that she stood up and proactively asked Mrs. Darla. “Why hasn't she appeared yet? Did she run away?"

Mrs. Darla's face stiffened, she smiled, dispelling her shyness.

She glanced backstage, there was still no movement, she intended to explain according to what Olwen arranged.

“That's so embarrassing, Miss. ...