"Someone lied? Who?" Lyla asked.Having just tucked the strand of hair away, Aria responded, "Do as I ask, and you will keep your position. And don't involve Mr. Carver. I'll handle the contract discussion with him myself.""You can convince him to sign a contract with the company?" Lyla's eyes lit up, the brightest they had ever been. "He's never signed a contract with any management company before. Everything is taken care of by his personal studio.""Wait for my update," Aria said evenly. "Also, do something about your bad habits. I'm letting you off this time because you've never given anyone up to Mr. West and opted to give him money instead. "What happens next hinges on your performance. Remember, never try to leech off someone else again."Anyone else wouldn't understand what Aria meant, but Lyla did. She was pragmatic as far as everyone else was concerned, and it was true—she didn't really care about her artistes that much. Her strategy was to either capitalize on others'
"Hello, Mr. Channing. Our lady would like to have a word with you," Frank said politely outside the interrogation room.However, Aaron was an arrogant person. He held his case files and refused, "I don't know your lady. There's nothing we can talk about either."No matter how influential the Carver Group was, they wouldn't be given special treatment here. Thus, they shouldn't try to pull strings.Just as Aaron was about to walk past Frank, the latter replied smartly, "But our lady knows you. Why don't you hear her out first?"Aaron still didn't put it to heart. However, he took the phone since Frank had already worded it this way. The moment he pressed it to his ear, regret washed over him."Have I been gone too long, or did you lose your touch?" Aaron recognized that familiar lilting drawl. In fact, it was a nightmare come to life for him.An outsider had broken his record of being number one for many years. Plus, this person never really made an appearance, either. The only dif
Aria said coolly, "You'll know when I bring her over. Just wait and see."Even after hanging up, Aaron remained skeptical. He turned to Frank. "Your lady is No. 1! Why are you still so worried about Mr. Elijah?"No. 1? What was he talking about? Frank was puzzled. Being primarily engaged in the business world, Frank was not well-versed in criminal investigations.Aria was renowned for solving many unsolved cases as No. 1. Additionally, she was an expert in supernatural cases. She founded the Special Missions Unit and held the position of No. 1. No matter the case, Aria could solve it quickly if she wanted to.Just as Aaron was contemplating how to face No. 1, Frank took back his phone in confusion.Frank had only one realization—this notoriously aloof crime specialist who typically ignored everyone seemed to heed Aria's words. Furthermore, he was known to be unapproachable and insensitive to money. Frank suddenly had a feeling as he looked at the phone in his hand. Perhaps Aria'
"What are you trying to do?" Fanny glared at Aria.Although Fanny couldn't tell what was wrong with Sam, she felt a sense of danger she had never felt before.Aria lowered her eyes. "Didn't I say I'm here to return something?" With that, Aria showed her a bag with a strand of hair in it. "Did you forget you left this behind?"Looking at the item in her hand, Fanny was obviously flustered. "It's just a strand of hair. What evidence do you have that it's mine?""It doesn't matter if you won't admit it. We just need to run some tests." Aria raised her eyebrows. "Did you already use the thing you stole?"Fanny's eyes wavered. "What thing? You're such a weirdo! Who do you think you are to question me—"With a bang, Aria kicked open the door and looked at her from above. Meanwhile, Sam closed the door in one swift movement.The receptionist initially wanted to come up and check, but she figured nothing would go wrong and decided against it.There was a smell of rust in the air. Ar
With a whoosh, a matchstick flew past Fanny's ear and landed right behind her. A large part of her long hair was singed, leaving her momentarily speechless.Aria scratched her ears. "I'm sorry, but I can't stand listening to your complaints. You're someone who constantly blames others for your misfortune. "Just because he didn't help you, you hated him and even spread rumors about him. Really? Who is obligated to help you? They aren't even your parents!"Sure, Elijah's looks have contributed to his fame, but his films wouldn't have been a hit if he had no acting skills. Do you think the market is that shallow?"As for your appearance, I'm sure you'd be happy as a female lead. However, have you considered the audience's feelings? "Actors should align with their roles. Beautiful women play roles meant for beautiful women, while those with less conventional looks can take on other parts. "You insist on playing the role of the most beautiful woman despite not meeting those standar
The wooden doll would never forget its time at Nobeetan Concession—it had nearly ceased to exist. Back then, it was like a rat on a spit, despised and ignored, forced to skulk in shadows. It clung to a strand of hair, attached itself to other objects, waiting for someone to find it.The experiences of that time fueled its anger. The wooden doll believed the country would soon fall to the Krowonians, waiting for that day to come. Unexpectedly, Krowo was defeated. The wooden doll, already unhappy, needed to rely on lowly citizens for worship.The doll would have been lost forever without Farshya's fortune to restore its power. It desperately missed its homeland.The wooden doll could soon revive all its subordinates after absorbing a bit more resentment.The wooden doll controlled its replica and tried to move. However, Sam bit it hard. Sam wouldn't have even gone near the wooden doll if not for Aria.Although it was just a replica, the wooden doll felt unprecedented pain. It want
Aria didn't even turn around. She just swerved and kicked Fanny in the knees, sending her crashing to the ground. Fanny hit her head, and blood trickled from the impact. "I'm going to sue you. Mark my words!"Aria ignored her, only ordering someone to take care of it. After all, the police would soon be there to take Fanny away.Fanny was unwilling to accept this outcome. "Elara is already dead. What does the entire thing have to do with me? Elijah is the suspect, not me. Everyone on set knows he's the last person who saw Elara.""He's the last one?" Aria chuckled. "How about you? You've always followed Elara around when she was sleepwalking, yet you didn't the night she was killed. That doesn't make sense at all. After all, you told me you saw her sleepwalking a few nights in a row."Seeing Fanny faltered, Aria said slowly, "Don't worry. Lie detectors are very accurate nowadays. We'll soon know enough if you're telling the truth." Upon hearing that, Fanny knew she was doomed.
The duo weren't part of the SMU from the start. They joined much later, so they had no idea that the woman standing before them wasn't just anyone—she was their top commander, No. 1.Their plan was to hypnotize her, but just as they lifted their watches, Aria opened the door. "The receptionist is looking this way. Everyone who stays here is in the entertainment industry, so the news spreads fast. Are you sure you don't want to arrest her first?"How did she know the procedure better than them? The duo didn't dare to hesitate, immediately cuffing Fanny and bringing her away.Those who came to watch the scene kept quiet after seeing that. Even if they knew about the case, they wouldn't suspect anything supernatural was involved.As for the things Fanny was shouting, they just assumed she'd gone mad from chasing fame.Many stunt doubles worked hard to earn a living. They loved acting. Even if acting wasn't their passion, they could at least earn a living with it.They had never once