"Clear your schedule for the next while and get ready to play Crissy."Wait, did she just land the role? Eulalia was confident she could nail Crissy's part, but she never thought Mr. Reid would pick her straight away.In this industry, it's all about the money, not talent. They don't care how well you act, just if you can bring in the bucks. With Eulalia's tarnished reputation and bad press, even she wouldn't hire herself for the lead role.The role of Crissy was too captivating, better than the protagonist Yanet. The audience might have a hard time accepting Eulalia in this part.The producer was still reeling from Eulalia's performance. Watching her sit down, he almost wanted to kneel and call her "Your Majesty."When Reid declared Eulalia as the second lead, the producer snapped back to reality, startled. If it weren't for the setting, he might have throttled Reid. He whispered urgently, "Mr. Reid, what are you thinking? That's Eulalia Clearwater.""I know who she is.""She has a l
Jane was in shock and couldn't believe it even after they got back. Eulalia, who had initially auditioned for a vicious supporting role, ended up securing the role of the cherished second female lead. Jane was dying to know what had happened in the audition room, but no matter how much she asked, Eulalia wouldn’t spill a word."Eula, I feel like you’ve changed so much. It’s like you’re a different person," Jane said, unable to contain her curiosity.Eulalia put on her mask and sunglasses. Hearing Jane's murmurs, she paused and looked up at the bright sky. "No, I've always been like this..." she said. Yes, she should be like this, the proud Eulalia who could overcome any challenge.She shouldn't be the Eulalia who lost everything for love. Loving someone should include self-love, a lesson she knew as a child but somehow forgot as she grew up. She learned the hard way that if you want to catch the l
Eulalia got up at 6 AM, went for a jog, and then came back to shower and make breakfast. Her previous life experience with stomach cancer taught her the importance of maintaining a healthy routine and eating on time. She remembered how she used to prepare elaborate meals for Percival, only to be met with disappointment and illness instead of his company. Reflecting on this, she couldn't help but think she had been quite foolish.At 9 AM, she received a call from the delivery guy to pick up a package. After getting the code, she put on a jacket, sunglasses, and a mask. On weekdays, her neighborhood wasn't very busy, mostly just elderly people exercising and moms with kids. She picked up her package, took it back to her apartment, and opened it to find a bunch of small parts. After some assembly, she ended up with a device about the length of a finger. She clipped this newly assembled gadget into her hair, where it looked like an ordinary hairpin and wouldn’t attract attention.With limi
Eulalia’s face paled, her eyes misting with tears. “I... I just want to end our contract…” She struggled, but Cylus’s grip was too strong. She trembled like a leaf in the wind.Cylus glared at her, deleting the recording and formatting the phone for good measure. He then smashed it on the floor, shattering the screen.“No…”After searching her thoroughly to ensure she had no other recording devices, Cylus yanked her by the hair, throwing her to the ground. Her small, terrified face looked up at him, eyes wide like a frightened deer.“Unless you pay the breach penalty, an astronomical amount, you can’t end the contract,” Cylus sneered.Eulalia shook her head fearfully.“Then behave and stop with these tricks. You think you can outsmart me? Pathetic.” He raised his hand and slapped her hard. She tried to dodge, but her neck still took the blow. She crumpled to the floor, clutching her neck as tears streamed down her face.Lying on the ground, she curled up defensively, sobbing. “the com
Luckily, the protective film did its job and didn't get damaged. It would've been such a waste to sacrifice a phone just to deal with some scumbag.The phone got wiped clean, and the recordings were gone. Recovery was out of the question. But Eulalia never intended to use the phone to trap Cylus. Cylus has been in the entertainment industry for a long time; his guard is pretty high. He wouldn't easily spill the beans. But he has a major flaw—he can't handle anger.He's like a string of firecrackers ready to explode or a balloon that pops with the slightest prick. People tend to say things they've bottled up when they're emotional. Cylus had been annoyed with her since yesterday, holding it in until today, looking for an easy target to release it on. Eulalia, who he saw as worthless, was the perfect target. Plus, Evette, who was with him, didn't like him either.Sure enough, she easily got him to say more than she expected, and the content was even richer than she'd hoped.Eulalia took
“You weren’t like this before, were you?” Same face, but definitely not the same pushover. How could someone change this much? It’s like she’s a different person. If she had always been like this, hewouldn’t have underestimated her.“Well, think of me as having a split personality then. Get used to this version of me, and if you can’t, I’ll make sure you remember me vividly.”Eulalia tossed the magazine she was holding onto the table and said in an orderly manner, “I want the money transferred to me before midnight, and the termination contract sent to my email by the weekend.”Cylus’ face twisted, “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t terminate the contract?”“I don’t want to terminate it now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t want to in the future. Do you really think your lousy co
Percival watched the car drive away, feeling a sudden emptiness inside. How could someone have eyes so similar to hers? The way she looked at him was exactly like in his dreams, and just thinking about it brought him immense pain.Oliver ran up to him, out of breath. “Boss, what’s up?”Percival murmured, “I just saw Eulalia.”Oliver paused, thinking back to the scene. “You mean the woman who just got in the elevator was Eulalia?”Percival didn’t reply, but his silence was confirmation enough.The woman who got in the elevator was wearing a mask that covered her face entirely, showing only her eyes. Oliver couldn’t understand how Percival recognized her as Eulalia.Besides, Eulalia had died three years ago, burned alive on a snowy Christmas day. They all knew that.“Boss, she’s been dead for three years. There’s no way you saw her.”
Back then, Ms. Hayak wanted to take Misty away, but Misty refused to leave. She absolutely refused to leave that empty mansion.Her legs were badly injured at the time. Even after recovery, she walked with a limp - a lifelong injury.The once beautiful ragdoll cat was left with only one ear after the terrible fire, and her fur was patchy. Percival kept glancing at the selfie Eulalia had taken with the cat.It was hard to believe this was the same gorgeous ragdoll from the photo.Misty became lonely after Eulalia died, eating and sleeping all alone. She spent most of her time in places Eulalia used to hang out.Percival tried to approach her, but always ended up scratched and bitten. Eventually he gave up and just filled her food bowl daily. He left the litter box cleaning to the daily cleaning service.After putting out cat food and water, Percival went upstairs with his pajamas to shower.He took a cold shower. With his clothes off, various scars were visible on his skin - knife mark
#Barry AnimalAbuse#This trending topic suddenly appeared at the top of social media.Barry rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was hallucinating from stress or if there was an issue with her phone. Hadn't Evette just told her on the call that #Eulalia AnimalAbuse# was trending? Why was she seeing something different?Barry's heart pounded, and a growing sense of unease filled her. She carefully opened her eyes again and looked at her phone. Nothing had changed from what she saw earlier, except the trending topic kept rising in popularity.Barry's face went pale, and her breath grew cold. Though autumn hadn't arrived yet, she felt a winter chill. The air entering her nose felt like icy vapor, freezing her heart. The cold sensation spread down her spine.How could this be happening?Why was it completely different from what Evette had said?Didn't Evette say Eulalia was trending? Why was she herself the top trend instead?Though animal abuse wasn't technically illegal, and what's done wa
Victor's large, warm hands enveloped Eulalia's cold ones completely.Victor was the golden boy, a perfect specimen in the entertainment world. This perfection wasn't just about his looks, but also his voice and his very soul.They say that pretty faces are a dime a dozen, while fascinating souls are one in a million. Victor had both.Those who knew him well were aware of his quirks - he could be a total dork sometimes, clueless about romance despite being overly narcissistic. His face would betray his Evettery emotion, and his ears would wiggle when he got cocky. For all his self-admiration, he'd turn beet red whenEvetter his crush was near.With Eulalia, he was gentle, wanting to get close but afraid of scaring her off. When she was in trouble, he stood firmly by her side, even if she didn't spare him a glance.Victor's affection for Eulalia was obvious, but his approach was cautious.Eulalia watched his lips move, his soft voice reaching her ears like a gentle breeze, slowly soothin
Eulalia gently stroked the singed fur of the ragdoll cat, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. Her gray eyes were filled with moisture, stinging painfully.Her eyes were either unable to cry or unable to stop once they started. Now they seemed almost blind with grief. She tilted her head back, veins bulging in her neck, mouth slightly open and eyes tightly shut as she let out a hoarse, anguished cry.Her choked, raspy voice was broken, like a rusty knife scraping against a whetstone - so harsh and painful to hear that it made one's heart clench.Victor's eyes were red too, but he turned away silently. He couldn't show any weakness, afraid he wouldn't be able to support Eulalia if he did.Kneeling on the ground, Eulalia slowly scattered dirt over Misty's body, burying her until she was no longer visible. Eulalia's thin frame shook violently, her fragmented sobs growing from quiet to loud as her grief reached its peak.Eulalia had never imagined she could feel heartbreak like t
As much as she wanted to block out the world, cruel voices kept invading Eulalia's ears. Misty wasn't just a cat; she had saved Eulalia's life. They had promised to be together forever. Misty was family, a lifeline in her darkest moments, a light in the shadows.Eulalia's voice was hoarse, her tear-choked words barely intelligible as she called out "Misty" over and over. The pain in her chest was unbearable, desperately needing something to fill the void. Her grip on Victor's shirt loosened as she clutched Misty's collar tightly to her heart."Eulalia," Victor whispered. The girl in his arms was ice-cold, shivering uncontrollably. Her anguished sobs had faded to quiet whimpers.Even after crying her heart out, Eulalia wasn't feeling any better. Her veins were bulging, her temples throbbing. Her body alternated between freezing shivers and feverish heat, her back burning and itching.Victor's heart clenched. He opened his mouth, but no words of comfort came out.Kneeling down, Victor g
Eulalia's hands trembled as she reached out to touch Misty's wounded body. Her hands came away bloody. Ropes had cut deeply into Misty's limbs, and blood covered the cat's body, tail, paws, and head."Misty..." Eulalia's eyes were terrifyingly red, dry from the intensity of her grief. The pain was so extreme she couldn't even cry.In a daze, Eulalia somehow managed to untie the ropes binding Misty. All she could see were the burn wounds on Misty's skin and the blood oozing from four small punctures in the cat's mouth. Misty's sharpest fangs had been viciously pulled out. How much agony had Misty endured?"Misty, I'm here now. Look at me. Didn't we promise to always be together?" Eulalia's body shook as she cradled the bloodied cat. "I'll cancel all my work... I'll stay by your side from now on. I'll never leave you with anyone else again. Please, just hang on a little longer..."Misty lay in Eulalia's arms, struggling to open her eyes at the sound of Eulalia's voice.It's Eulalia... E
Barry noticed the collar around the cat's neck and tried to cut it off with a knife, but it wouldn't budge. Frustrated, she gave up—she couldn’t waste time on a collar.Gripping the cat's jaw, she forced its mouth open, grabbing its sharp teeth with pliers. "You want to bite me? I’ll pull out every last tooth and see if you try that again."Misty trembled, lying helpless on the ground, bound and unable to move. After all, it was just a cat—no way to beg for mercy.Barry's eyes darkened, and with a sharp tug, a sickening crack rang out, like bones being torn from flesh. Misty's scream filled the air."Meow..." Blood spilled from the cat's mouth, staining its once-pristine fur. Misty lay there, defeated, and in that moment, all it could think about was Eulalia."I just wanted to spend more time with you... I wanted to see you again…"...After dinner, Eulalia was told to get ready for the next scene. She glanced at the door, feeling uneasy—Jane hadn't returned yet. Eulalia called her, a
Eulalia took the phone Jane handed her and attached the tracking device to Misty’s collar. “Misty's well-behaved; she won't run off.” “I know, but just in case… too many people dislike me. If they can’t get to me, they might target Misty. A tracker at least adds some safety.” Eulalia focused on the device, missing the brief flicker in Jane’s expression. Jane pressed her lips together, hesitating like she wanted to say something, but held back. “All done,” Eulalia returned the phone, noticing Jane still looked tense. She ruffled her hair. “If something’s on your mind, tell me, don’t bottle it up.” “I…” Jane started, then glanced at Misty in her arms, “I’m fine, really.” “Alright, if you say so.” Eulalia could sense something off, but couldn’t quite place it. Maybe Jane had issues at home these past few days. It wasn’t her place to pry if Jane didn’t want to talk.Just then, Reid called, telling Eulalia to get ready for her scenes. The day was packed with her shoot, and wrap
Percival’s heart felt like it was being pierced by a thousand arrows at the thought of Eulalia in bed with Victor. It was only 1 a.m. when he glanced at the clock, and he reached under his pillow for the wedding photo of him and Eulalia. In the picture, she smiled cautiously, her dimples soft, eyes gentle. The photo wasn’t big, but he pressed it to his chest alongside the well-worn journal he often read, then lay back down.That night, he didn’t dream. But when he woke, his eyes were damp, his face sticky with tears that left his skin stinging.As a cancer patient, Percival's body was weak, and he often caught colds easily. The open window and a night of cold wind, combined with the emotional breakdown after seeing the picture Victor posted, left him feverish.The housekeeper was the first to notice and rushed to inform Mr. Lee, who promptly called for a doctor. The doctor came, measured Percival's temperature, and set up an IV. But as the doctor tried to insert the needle, he noticed
Eulalia had never seen a post about herself deleted so quickly before.She sat cradling Misty in one arm, absently fingering the tag on the cat's collar. After a few minutes, her phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number:"Eulalia, I don't want you as a replacement anymore. Stay by my side and I can protect you. Percival is ruthless - if you want a better life, stay far away from that madman."Eulalia frowned as she read the message. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard to reply "Go to hell," but she thought better of it and deleted the draft. There was nothing worth saying to someone like Trent. She blocked the number and set up a custom auto-reply instead.Meanwhile, Trent was anxiously awaiting Eulalia's response. He thought he had made himself clear - surely the small-town girl would get the hint. But after half an hour of silence, doubt crept in. Had she not seen the message? Or was she too afraid to reply?He sent another text:"If you come back to me obediently, I'm will