“Alright then, we’ll start now. Mindy, give Mrs. Connor her costume.”Dickson stepped aside once he had said this. Before Charlotte could make sense of the situation, a woman in a blue suit, who had been standing on Dickson’s right, tossed Charlotte a pile of clothes at her feet and icily said, “Mr. Barkley’s time is precious. This is not your house where you’d have a group of people pandering to your every need, you sickly little princess.”‘What? Who’s a sickly little princess? Who wants anyone to pander to her every need? Why do I get the feeling that everyone’s being very cold to me?’Charlotte put on her costume.The clothes were a little old, slightly too big on her, and even had a weird stench, as if they had just been fished out from the trash. However, Charlotte didn’t care about these minor details. She arrived in front of Dickson, dressed in a medieval costume.“I’m ready, Mr. Barkley. We can start now.”“Mm.”Dickson seemed cold and different on the surface, but de
The ice-cold river water soaked Charlotte’s chest. She nearly collapsed from the cold during the first few minutes.However, she took a deep breath and forced her legs to walk toward the bleeding man who lay beneath his horse on the other side of the river.According to the script, Vincent Darkholme had fought alone against an army of men on horseback from across the river in order to protect her. In the end, he was hit by an arrow and fell from his horse. Seeing this, Violet Lane ignored the fact that she was pregnant and crossed the river to save him.Today, a temporary actor was playing Vincent’s part.However, this was not important.Charlotte had imagined Vincent as Zachary.She remembered how Tiffany’s poisoned arrow had hit Zachary, nearly losing his life a few months ago just to save her.Time seemed to turn back to that very moment. She felt as if the man who was lying on the ground, bleeding, really was Zachary. She tried her best to cross the river and run to his side
Dickson, who had been frowning over the past two days, finally cracked a smile as he watched Charlotte walk away.He had naturally thought that Charlotte would turn out to be a difficult diva, more difficult than those celebrities who enjoyed putting on airs. After all, she was Zachary Connor’s wife, and he had heard that Zachary prized her like treasure.To his surprise, Charlotte was not afraid of hardship. She had jumped into the ice-cold water without hesitation.The most surprising part of all—despite the fact that the girl had zero experience in acting, she had exuded charm as she had been running toward “Vincent Darkholme”. Her expression had been full of sorrow. She had been so immersed in her role that she had actually burst into tears when she held “Vincent Darkholme”...Not many A-list actresses had her level of acting skills either!She would probably shock the world with his guidance from now on!Furthermore, she had a pure, natural, incomparably exquisite face. Dick
However, after the ripples of excitement subsided in her eyes, the anticipation in Charlotte’s gaze turned into rejection. “Since you’ve found a place where evidence is hidden, shouldn’t you be on your way to get the evidence now? Why are you back here again?”Bryson stood in the wind, the evening sun shining down on his silhouette and his face looking as handsome as a sculpture. “Because Michael locked the evidence in the Time Capsule.”Charlotte understood everything in an instant.The Time Capsule—Three years ago, when Charlotte and Bryson had still been a couple, Michael had created a cryptex for the three of them that required the fingerprints of at least two of them to be unlocked.Now that Michael was no longer alive, Bryson could only come to her.“In that case, what are we waiting for? Let’s hurry!” Charlotte got back in the car nimbly.Bryson grabbed her hand nervously. “I suspect that Jebediah may have secretly installed a tracking device in your car. That’s how he f
“How would I dare to do that?” Lucas’s handsome face was on the brink of crying. “In order to protect Mrs. Connor, I’ve been tracking her car and cell phone. A few minutes ago, after Mrs. Connor drove out of the Virtual World Film Studios, she drove her car back to the parking lot after a while, and then her cell phone was turned off. This didn’t feel right, so I gave Dickson a call—“After checking the surveillance footage at the gate of the studio, Dickson found out that Mrs. Connor had run into Bryson while driving the car out of the gate. After talking to Bryson, she turned off her cell phone, drove the car back into the parking lot, and then got into Bryson’s car... Sigh! While Mrs. Connor and Bryson were talking, the two of them were holding hands, not to mention how intimate they were. Second Master! That scumbag Bryson has abducted Mrs. Connor!“Second Master, where are you going?“Second Master, let’s come up with a plan before we intercept Mrs. Connor... Second Master!“S
“One, two... six. Tiffany… She... How could there be so many men?” Based on the dozens of photos, there was no limit to what the people in the photos could do. They were so explicit that they would make anyone blush when going through the content.Bryson trembled hard. “These are just the men that she got together with before she returned to Rothesay from Burasia...“No! I can’t accept it! Tiffany Miller is a filthy, shameless b*tch! I actually… I actually treasured her as if she was my baby. I couldn’t even wait to dig my heart out and hand it to her. I was so stupid, so blind. I just wish I could strangle myself to death!“ Bryson hit himself in the face, landing one slap after another.Charlotte was also stunned by these photos, so much so that her attention was completely on them and she did not even notice that Bryson was slapping himself.She had also thought about investigating and exposing Tiffany’s dark history in the past. However, someone had helped Tiffany cover her filt
The lifted corners of Jebediah’s lips looked a little faint, unconcerned, and ironic.Bryson subconsciously tightened his grasp on the envelope. “Jebediah Valentine, I went to your friend’s house to record a video last time. You caught me for trespassing, but it was still excusable. This time, I’m in my own house, so what right do you have to break in just like this? What do you want?!”Jebediah sneered. “Don’t be so nervous. I just want to take a look at what’s in your hand.”“No way!” Bryson’s body became stiffer, and coldness and panic intertwined in his fiery eyes. “This envelope contains a diary written by Michael before his death. I came here to grab it and I’m going to burn it in front of his tombstone today. Jebediah, is your life too boring? Just what information do you expect to get from a dead man’s diary?”“Oh really?” Jebediah smiled even more ironically. “I think that if that was your brother’s diary, you would’ve handed it to me long ago. It’s even clearer that somet
Tiffany opened the envelope.The moment she saw those photos, she screamed as if she had been electrocuted, and the photos fell from her trembling hands and were scattered all over the ground.The several bodyguards who had come with Jebediah and were standing nearby were not surprised to see these photos.‘Bah! Which one of Jebediah’s subordinates doesn’t know about Tiffany? According to the feedback from Mr. Valentine’s clients, Tiffany was born to please men...’“Bryce, these...” Tiffany found her voice again after a while. “Is this the evidence that Michael collected before he died?”Bryson did not look at Tiffany, but he felt nauseated just by hearing her voice. “That was truly new and unexpected. I thought you would explain that these photos were photoshopped. Hah. Fortunately, you didn’t turn to sophistry, because if you were to do that, everyone present would only think that you’re shameless, ridiculous, and have the guts to be filthy but don’t have what it takes to confes