Upon returning to her hotel, Wyneth received a cryptic text message from her older brother, Bruce. It was so simple—just a single question mark—that Wyneth thought there might be something wrong with her phone. Her brothers had never sent her such a message before.Wyneth immediately texted back: [What's up?] As soon as she sent the message, her phone rang. It was Bruce."Aren't you supposed to be on set?" he asked, his voice icy and distant."I wrapped for the day. What's going on?""Which set were you on?" Bruce inquired.Wyneth switched her phone to speaker mode, then sprawled out on the couch. "Le Palais. Where else?" she replied languidly."What about Cessation? What's the deal with Facebook?"Realizing that he must have seen her pictures on Facebook, Wyneth said, "It's just as you saw. Did you text me just to ask about that?"Bruce and Luke were sworn enemies. Wyneth knew this through her best friend, Amelia, and later confirmed it with Gordon. But she figured it did not
Yet, upon further reflection, Gordon added, "However, Shaun, despite his annoying demeanor, generally treats his artistes well. He shouldn't let your sister face any sort of bullying."Bruce pondered for a moment before saying, "Keep a close watch for me. Anything out of the ordinary, you report it.""Alright, alright. If I notice anything suspicious, I'll tell you. Are you satisfied now?"Only then did Bruce feel secure enough to focus on his acting.Two days later, Shaun handed a stack of scripts over to Wyneth. "Take your pick. You can keep any that you like."Wyneth eyed the pile of scripts and then glanced at Shaun, a look of bewilderment etched onto her face. "Has my reputation really spread so far?" She thought, 'Scripts are flocking to me this quickly?'Shaun adjusted his glasses, his gaze enigmatic as he responded, "Wake up; it's your manager's reputation that's far-reaching."Wyneth had no words."Go ahead, see which ones you like." With that, Shaun nudged the stack o
"What's wrong with this script? You haven't even delved into the content yet, have you?"Indeed, Wyneth had not yet ventured into the content. The moment she noticed that Bruce was invited to play the male lead, she instinctively ruled out the script. "I haven't, but the setup is too grand, too much for me to handle," Wyneth spoke with a tranquil air.Hearing this, Shaun's eyes widened in disbelief. "How could that be? If you can handle Luke's performances, there's no doubt you'd be a match for Bruce. They're of the same caliber."In response, Wyneth merely uttered softly, "Aurelia's role is small, but taking on the main female lead throughout could be a different challenge.""That might be a valid point, but surely, after performing as Lucienne and Aurelia, you would've improved," Shaun persisted. However, no matter what he said, Wyneth showed no interest in the script. Tentatively, he asked, "Is it the male lead that bothers you?"Hearing this, Wyneth raised her brows. "Why shou
'Did I agree?' Wyneth silently retorted in her mind.Shaun thought to himself, 'There's no way I'm passing up a chance to have Wyneth star opposite Bruce. It's Bruce, for heaven's sake! As much as I dislike him, he's on par with my man, Luke.' Having decided the role for Wyneth, he began to flip through the other scripts. "Take a look at these too, see if there's anything you like. There's no rush though, you can take your time. You've already got two roles lined up, so if nothing here piques your interest, you can always check back later.""Okay." Wyneth obediently nodded. A thought suddenly crossed her mind, and she glanced back at the script Shaun held. "Are you sure Bruce will accept that script?""He probably will? If he doesn't, we'll just back out too.""That's very whimsical of you."Shaun grinned. "Well, why not? It's not like you're lacking in opportunities." Internally, he added, 'Especially when someone keeps lining up scripts for you, it's only natural to be a bit whi
In the end, the scriptwriter refused to alter the character's fate. Dexter reported back, to which Hayden responded emotionlessly, "Then let's replace her.""Huh?" Dexter asked, puzzled, "Replace what?""The scriptwriter." Having said that, Hayden's focus returned to his computer screen.Unable to resist, Dexter stole a glance at Hayden. His face was frigid, eyes devoid of warmth, his whole being radiated an aura of "keep your distance". It dawned on Dexter then that Hayden was still Hayden; his decisions were unchangeable by anyone. "Understood," he replied.Upon learning of her replacement, the scriptwriter was simultaneously outraged and regretful. A friend by her side said, "Why not let the supporting character live? It's not like they're asking you to change the ending for the main character.""So what if they're the supporting characters? They're also the soul of the story. Without notable supporting characters, how can the plot be coherent? Should we rely solely on the main
Snapping back to reality, Wyneth frantically tried to wipe away the tears that had fallen on the script. But the act only served to smudge the ink, turning the words into blurred lines. Slightly helpless, she pulled a tissue from the box next to her to blot the pages dry. As she dried her eyes, her mind swirled with thoughts of Aurore's life.It seemed that from her birth to her death, Aurore had but one wish. If any other existed, it was that her brother's internal affliction would heal, driving her to test potions on herself in secret, transforming into an unrecognizable madwoman. Yet still, at her core, Aurore desired to save her brother. The scriptwriter was brilliant, painting a picture of a selfless end—dying by her brother's sword yet finding fulfillment in her sacrifice. It was hard to imagine she had any regrets.'Well, I guess I can't seem to escape playing characters with tragic endings. But these roles... they're good. I'll take it,' she thought to herself, closing the sc
While the character Aurore may have died in the end, for Wyneth, who had fully immersed herself in the script, the tragic ending was exactly what Aurore would have wanted for herself. Some may feel pity for Aurore's fate, but when Aurore regained her senses and discovered she had caused so much bloodshed, living became a torment. She wanted only to atone. If it had not been for her brother, she might have taken her own life the moment her sanity returned. And in the end, she gave her life for her brother. Wyneth was convinced Aurore would have wanted it this way."You thought the ending was good?" Shaun asked, bemused. "Didn't you just ask when you could play characters with happier endings?""Yes," Wyneth nodded, "but I was talking about originally scripted happy endings, not endings changed for convenience."Understanding dawned on Shaun. "So, you're saying, you thought the original ending was good?"Wyneth nodded again. "The script is perfect, the writer is incredibly skilled, a
"What's the big deal? It's just a change in the fate of a side character, isn't it? We're not touching the roles of the original lead characters, so what's good or bad about it?""If there's no right or wrong to it, why make changes to the ending, and then suddenly decide not to?""I just don't understand."Scriptwriter Maya Lawson was just as bewildered when she heard the original ending would be preserved. Her colleague nudged her arm. "Well, it looks like your original ending has been spared."Maya, however, was confounded. "Why though? Isn't Mr. Hamilton usually so steadfast in his decisions?" She mulled over her experiences. 'Has he ever changed his mind after making a decision?' In all her time with him, Maya had never seen him make a mistake. She certainly did not see his sudden order to modify the ending, threatening to replace her if she refused, coming. The idea initially filled her with dread, and she had wondered why she did not just agree. If she had, at least she woul