The voice was loud, piercing through the noise and reaching Eulalia’s ears. Not just her, everyone around, including the staff and actors ahead, heard it too. It was as if someone had shouted into a megaphone. Eulalia felt a sharp pain in her chest. She resisted the urge to rub the spot—this feeling wasn’t hers but lingered from Riley, still mourning even after death. Eulalia licked her dry lips and followed the voice, scanning the crowd until she spotted three girls in a barely noticeable corner at the back. They wore gold headbands with "Eulalia" written on them. Seeing Eulalia glance their way, the girls got excited and shouted in unison. "Go, Eula!" they screamed, almost hoarse. "Eula, we're sorry!" one of the girls cried out, tears immediately streaming down her face. A staff member beside Eulalia nudged her, "They're your fans." Eulalia nodded. Yes, they were her fans. "Aren't you going to say something?" The noise around them was overwhelming, and Eulalia wasn’t
Evette’s eyes gleamed with pride. She knew deep down that these investments had little to do with her, but she enjoyed the flattery regardless, even if it was fake.People around her egged on, "Both Percival and Trent are really good to you. If you were to choose someone to marry, it’d be tough to decide.""Honestly, Trent is a better choice since he’s the rightful heir.""But Percival isn’t bad either."Feigning shyness, Evette replied, "What are you all talking about? I’ve only met them a few times. We’re not close." She wasn’t lying, but her teary, feigned shy eyes made it seem otherwise."Evette’s shy, huh? If you ask me, pick the considerate one. I heard Percival treated his ex-wife really well; he even bought an island, Eula Island, and built a theme park in her name. How romantic! I saw some old news about his ex. Even when her family went bankrupt and she had a mental breakdown, he never left her. Where do you find a guy like that? If he loves someone, he goes all out."As the
Trent stared intensely at the script his assistant had sent him.Showers in the army base getting caught? Stripping to warm each other up after getting injured, mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, ripping clothes for treatment, and some steamy scenes.What kind of script is this?!Trent understood that actors sometimes had to make sacrifices for their roles. Unlike Percival, Trent wasn’t as controlling. Back when Riley was passionate about acting, he even invested in a school drama to cast her as the lead. However, no matter how much he supported her career, Trent couldn’t stand the idea of Riley kissing or having intimate scenes with another man, even if it was just for work. So, during the filming, the script was altered repeatedly; the most daring thing they did was holding hands—there wasn’t even a single staged kiss.It suited the innocent, confused feelings of young love.When Riley was with him, she was obedient; if he told her to avoid romantic scenes, she’d nod along, thinking it w
For Reid, his work was like his own child, and among all the storylines in The Palace, his favorite was Pinky’s arc—a proud warrior who lived and died with unwavering resolve. The character had only existed in his imagination until Eulalia’s performance brought Pinky to life on screen.Reid hated altering original scripts, but Eulalia’s acting had him itching to rewrite Pinky as the lead. He had a gut feeling that once the show aired, Eulalia would be an instant sensation. While other actors might have already hit their ceiling, for Eulalia, the sky was the limit.Changing the script was out of the question, though. It wasn't just about the source material—it involved other actors and fans as well. The biggest impact would be on Evette, a top actress and former TV queen, whose contract guaranteed her the lead role. If the second lead outshone her, it would violate the contract, and the backlash would be fierce, painting Reid as unprofessional and selfish, dragging the whole crew down
The tension between the two was palpable.Percival’s face was stormy, while Trent’s was all smug grins and provocation. Percival’s dark, closed-off attire made him look unapproachable, while Trent stood out in a red shirt and sunglasses, exuding a cocky arrogance. As soon as he entered, his eyes darted around, clearly searching for "Riley."Their presence was immediately noticeable, and they commanded the room’s attention like celebrities. They could easily rival Victor, each with distinct but equally striking looks. Percival hadn't changed much since their last encounter. His eyes were as sharp as ever, like a hawk’s, dark and intense. His high nose and pale lips, slightly pressed together, added to his unapproachable vibe.Despite trying to tone down his chilling aura, Percival still made people uneasy. The director and producer eagerly ushered them in, and even without the spotlight, they were the center of attention.Percival and Trent quickly spotted Eulalia. She was standing wit
Recently, Percival and Trent had stirred up gossip over their backing of a certain actress, with most speculating it was Evette, especially since she didn't deny it at the launch party.“Evette?” Trent's gaze shifted back to the producer.The producer quickly explained, "She's in the lounge right now, her scenes are scheduled for the afternoon. But if you’d like to meet her, I can have someone bring her over."“Evette?” Trent smirked, turning to Percival. "Percival, that name reminds me of your old flame. Should we have them bring her out for a look?"He spoke casually, like picking a girl at a nightclub.Percival's face darkened. He knew Trent was deliberately trying to disgust him, but he couldn’t help recalling unpleasant memories.Trent gave Eulalia a lingering look, but he didn't forget why he was here. "Let me see the script for the upcoming scenes.""Of course, of course." The producer handed over scripts from the assistant director, one for each of them.The producer noticed t
Eulalia wasn’t interested in what was going on around her. She stood in the corner, with Ozzie beside her, trying to eavesdrop on the situation. After a while, he leaned over and whispered, “I think I heard them say they’re changing the script. Do you think they’ll cut our scenes?”Eulalia didn’t respond, so Ozzie kept listening. And sure enough, his worst fears came true.“I heard them clearly—they’re cutting your scenes, especially the kissing scenes. No stand-ins allowed, either,” Ozzie frowned, looking frustrated.Eulalia finally spoke up, “They’re cutting my scenes; why are you looking so upset?”Ozzie sighed, “Who’s in those intimate scenes with you? Me! If they cut yours, they’ll cut mine, too. And now they’ll bring in a stand-in—these days, they’re not even good-looking, and some are even guys. I can’t do that…” He trailed off, realizing how his words sounded and quickly shut up, worried Eulalia might think he was being sleazy.But Eulalia wasn’t bothered. Her mind was already
The past few days focused mainly on filming scenes with Eulalia and Ozzie. Early call times were set, but Evette, who insisted on her beauty sleep, had her scenes shifted to the afternoon, much to Reid's growing frustration.Evette rushed over after touching up her makeup, aware only that the investors wanted to see her act, but clueless about the exact scene. Nervous and uneasy, she avoided asking questions, sneaking only a quick glance in Eulalia's direction before keeping her head down and eyes wandering—a behavior unlike her usual self.Trent's gaze lazily landed on her face, his eyes narrowing as if he found something amusing. "Let’s start. We'll shoot the scene where the beggars assault her."“What?!” Evette blurted out. She had read the script thoroughly and knew exactly which scene Trent was talking about—a part where Remi is surrounded by five or six beggars, nearly losing her dignity. Her clothes are torn, her hair disheveled, and she looks utterly defeated.Evette despised