Victor was originally just rehearsing lines normally, but now it felt like they were having an affair. He was stiff all over, stammering through his lines.Any sense of professionalism or composure had long been thrown out the window.However, as he continued acting with Eulalia, he gradually got into character. Eulalia was impressed by his acting skills and couldn't help but admire him.Even with minimal preparation, Victor's performance could rival Stone's. Such innate talent was truly enviable.During the rehearsal, Eulalia gradually sensed the gap between their skills.---After rehearsing for several hours during the day, Victor had a dream that night. In the dream, Eulalia clutched his sleeve, coyly calling him "honey," making his heart race.When he woke up, Victor was still lost in the dream. His whole body felt tingly and weak. Embarrassed, he buried himself under the covers, covering his face with his back hunched, his ears twitching violently.---On Wednesday morning, Eula
After finishing her makeup, Eulalia received her costume from the crew. She changed into a tight dress with her hair loosely pinned up with a wooden hairpin. Under the bright lights of the makeup room, she looked flawless - delicate skin, red lips, and eyes like mesmerizing jewels.Eulalia's beauty was so striking that the room fell silent when she appeared. Even without makeup, she outshone everyone else.The other performers had mostly looked down on Eulalia at first. Their initial impression was of a seductive vixen with average looks. Later they realized she wasn't as plain as rumored, but still didn't think much of her - just upgrading their opinion from "plain-looking" to "useless pretty face."But who wouldn't want to be a beautiful ornament?The dress really showed off Eulalia's figure. Her body was shapely and graceful.Eulalia seemed oblivious to the strange looks she was getting. She stood in front of the mirror fixing her hair when she saw Barry's reflection appear. She tu
"Why'd you do this? Wasn't Romi good enough for you? What did she do to deserve such cruelty?""Her mistake was showing up in your life, bro. Aren't I enough for you? Why do you need another woman around?" Pinky's eyes were bloodshot. She tried to keep her voice steady, but her breathing was ragged, filled with hatred for Romi.She gazed at Steele obsessively, her eyes moving from his face to the gun barrel. Her stare was crazed and twisted with infatuation. "I always knew you'd figure it out someday, bro. Do you hate me now? Hate me enough to want to kill me? But I didn't do anything wrong. I just love you too much. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for saving me back then, only to abandon me later. If only Romi hadn't shown up... you would've been my brother forever."Stone hesitated before delivering his line, his intensity dropping a bit: "How can you like me that way? I'm your brother!"It was clear from this exchange that Eulalia was outperforming him. He was barely k
Ever since Percival saw those eyes in the elevator that looked just like Eulalia's, he'd been holed up in his villa's study, working non-stop. It was like he could only forget that moment by constantly exhausting himself.Oliver was busy with a business trip and was planning to take his overdue vacation when he got back. He went to the office to ask Percival for time off, but Percival's secretary told him:"The boss hasn't been to the office in almost two weeks."When Oliver heard this, he thought Percival had finally come to his senses and stopped putting work before his health. You see, Percival hadn't taken a break since Eulalia died.He always remembered Eulalia's last words, telling him to live well and grow old.So he didn't dare kill himself. Instead, he tried to age faster by wearing himself out and messing up his sleep schedule.Oliver hadn't noticed anything weird yet. He figured Percival was just resting at home. Without bothering to tidy up, Oliver drove to Percival's plac
His tone was certain. Though his eyes were red, his gaze was clear. He didn't seem to be hallucinating."She's been dead for three years."Percival's voice was already hoarse, and now after crying it was muffled, as if he had a bad cold and was squeezing words out of a sore throat. "I know, but I really saw her. Or I saw her shadow in someone else."Oliver sighed and crouched down in front of Percival to look him in the eye. "Where?"Percival was still holding his phone. He held it up to show Oliver. At this point, only Stone appeared on the livestream."Boss, you mean you saw her in him? He's a man.""Not him," Percival frowned, a gloomy look between his brows. "The woman lying on the ground."Oliver took the phone and clicked back, looking at the title "Actor's Arrival Livestream Scene 4, Stone, Barry, Eulalia"The last name was particularly eye-catching. There are many people with the same name in the world, which isn't strange, but what's strange is that this "Eulalia" artist look
"No, I'm gonna find her right now!" He started to walk out, but Oliver blocked him at the door."Boss, if you want to find her, you need to know where she is first. Otherwise, how long are you gonna search?" Oliver grabbed his arm and tried to reason with him. "Listen to me, eat something first. I'll go figure out her schedule. You don't want to run out of energy when you finally see her.""Boss, you've waited over three years. What's a few more hours?"It wasn't the same. Those three long years he was waiting to die. Now he was fighting to live.But Oliver had a point. He went back to the couch and kept staring at the livestream.There was no fresh food in the fridge, and cooking would take too long. Oliver ordered takeout on his phone, getting some for himself too. So much for his vacation plans.Oliver stood by the study door, glancing inside now and then to check on Percival. That ugly cat was perched on the back of the couch, craning its neck to watch the phone with Percival.The
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
Barry chimed in from the side: "The movie is nearly two hours long. To shorten the entire plot coherently to half an hour, of course changes need to be made. Eulalia, don't talk nonsense. We gave the script to your agent. You never came to rehearse with us, and now you're trying to argue?""I never came to rehearse with you?" Eulalia smiled playfully.Barry's eyes were clearly evasive, but she was facing away from the camera and wasn't afraid of being caught. She said confidently, "All of us actors participate in this variety show based on our real abilities. Unlike some people who have no acting skills and don't even try, relying on underhanded methods and connections."Eulalia calmly adjusted the wooden hairpin on her head: "A brain is a good thing to have. It's not too late for you to develop one." This sentence was directed at Steele.After Eulalia left the stage, Steele finally spoke up: "Barry, are you sure what we're doing won't cause trouble?""What trouble could it cause? Wha