‘May I?’ The stranger asked Winfred, who blocked his approach.
Darya nodded to Winfred.
The man moved closer.
He had to raise his voice for it to be heard over the loud music. ‘Miss, my name’s Noah Atkins, a producer with Eminence. You have heard of the entertainment agency?’
Darya nodded as she took the business card offered by the man.
Of course she had heard of Eminence.
She owned the company, after all.
‘I work for a record label under Eminence,’ the man continued. ‘You can check out my profile on the company’s website. I heard your performance earlier. And may I say, bravo!’
‘Thank you.’ Darya waited for him to get to the point.
‘I wonder if you are interested in signing on with us as a talent. You sang two numbers just now. One from a light lyric soprano,
