What a Schemer

Blunt held the script, looking arrogantly at Eulalia on stage.

"Who knows if young artists these days think the bar for being an actor is so low? Seems like anyone can give it a shot. I thought this show was meant to inspire and validate real actors, but instead we get this kind of trash. I think people are too open-minded these days. We should boycott and cancel these low-quality celebrities. How dare she come up here and mess with the script without any respect..."

Blunt suddenly stopped mid-sentence. The reason? She felt an overwhelming presence beside her.

It was coming from Victor Truex. When he heard Blunt use the word "trash" to describe Eulalia, his face darkened. The murderous aura around him was like the calm before a storm.

Victor glanced at her, his eyes narrowing slightly, filled with killing intent. Blunt's breath caught, and she almost lost her balance.

Eulalia's voice broke the dead silence from the stage: "Ms. Blunt, may I ask how exactly I changed the script?"

Blunt