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
Victor felt a pang in his chest. He took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "You've been staring outside for a while. Do you like the rain?"Eulalia kept looking at the rainy scene through the window. "Not really. It feels sticky and uncomfortable when it soaks you, and it's so cold it makes your knees ache just thinking about it."The difference between new wounds and old ones is that new wounds, if not too serious, heal and that's that. But old wounds are the kind that hurt your heart. Even when they've healed, just thinking about them can be gut-wrenching.Victor had been planning to say something cheesy like "If you like the rain, I can keep you company in it," but Eulalia didn't give him the chance."It's blown up outside. I haven't checked online, but I bet it's trending."Victor wasn't wrong - it had indeed gone viral. Once again, Eulalia was dominating the hot topics:#EulaliaActing#BoycottEulalia#Blunt#BarryEulalia"You know what this situation reminds me of?
"You mean she..." Percival's dry lips trembled."What?" Oliver looked at Percival in confusion, trying to read his expression.Percival's face remained as deep and calm as ever, but looking closer, you could see something flickering in his bloodshot eyes. His dark pupils seemed to dance with an unsteady light.Percival lowered his gaze and ultimately said nothing."It's nothing." He was preparing for the worst outcome.If it really was Eulalia, he had to hold onto her tightly, even if it cost him his life.For Percival, Eulalia was a lifeline - a floating plank in choppy seas.He still had selfish thoughts. He could hide and watch Eulalia from afar without disturbing her, but he couldn't bear to see her with another man. That would be worse than death.If he could choose how to die...He hoped Eulalia would be the one to kill him. Otherwise, he'd die with regrets, living a life worse than death.Percival was now certain that the "Eulalia" in the video was really her.Since Eulalia had
"Ms. Eulalia Clearwater, where’s your family? You came alone?”Eulalia Clearwater was baffled. She was just picking up some medical reports. Why would she need an entourage?And speaking of family… did she even have one?Her mom died giving birth to her, her dad saw her as a cash cow, and her brother blamed her for their mom’s death and couldn’t stand her. As for her lover… she practically fight tooth and nail for him. She almost forgot what the word “family” meant until the doc brought it up.Eulalia snapped out of her daze and shook her head. “Just me, myself, and I.”The doctor’s brows furrowed. He adjusted his glasses, let out a heavy sigh, and handed her a stack of lab reports with a look of pity and resignation."Ms. Clearwater, I’ve got bad news. You’ve got stomach cancer, and it’s pretty far along.”He seemed to feel sorry for her, a young woman dealt such a rotten hand. He was extra gentle, like he was walking on eggshells.Eulalia felt like the wind was knocked out of her. S
When Eulalia opened her eyes again, she found herself in a hospital room, all alone. Her phone was dead, and she had no clue how long she’d been out. She glanced out the window; it was still dark as pitch outside.Eulalia got up, slipped on her shoes, and grabbed her bag. As she walked past Evadne’s room, she noticed the door was slightly ajar. She couldn’t help but stop in her tracks.Inside was Evadne, and keeping her company was her husband in name only, Percival.Evadne had that innocent look, and even the hospital’s blue and white striped gown couldn’t hide her pure and elegant aura. Her fair skin made her almond-shaped eyes shine bright. Eulalia thought, maybe it’s that innocent charm that Percival is smitten with. Compared to Evadne, Eulalia felt like a villain who breaks up lovebirds.Seeing how sweet Percival was to Evadne made Eulalia’s teeth grind with jealousy.People who didn’t know Percival would think he was naturally cold as ice. But Eulalia knew the truth; he gave all
Eulalia was dragging her feet as she made her way back. What should have been a ten-minute walk stretched into twenty. The villa was as cold as a morgue; the heating was off and the vast rooms were freezing.She kicked off her heels and stumbled into the bathroom like she was drunk. She turned on the hot water in the bathtub and filled it halfway. One moment she was holding on, and the next she collapsed into the tub like a ragdoll. The hot water spread around her silent, motionless body. Her long, red dress spread out in the water, looking like a pool of blood, making her face as pale as sheet.She closed her eyes and let her face sink into the water. The water covered her head, muffling all her senses. The brief suffocation numbed her heart. Suddenly, she couldn’t hold back and gasped, hot water rushing into her mouth, and a wave of nausea hit her like a freight train.Eulalia’s eyes, bloodshot, emerged from the water. She was sprawled over the edge of the tub, her body limp. Her st
Percival was like a walking freezer, and as he stood just inches away, Eulalia felt a chill that snapped her awake. She didn’t know where to look as his dark, menacing eyes bore into her.Suddenly, a bony finger gripped her chin, forcing her to look up. Her eyes were wide with panic."Parcy, what are you doing back here?” she stammered.“I come and go as I please. Do I need to check in with you?” Percival retorted, climbing onto the bed. He pinned her down, not giving a damn about her struggles. His grip on her wrists was merciless.He could feel her body go from relaxed to stiff as she fought back, but he had her pinned.Eulalia was freaking out. She’d never seen this side of him before. He was like a rabid wolf ready to tear her apart. The gentle and refined Percival she remembered seemed like a distant memory.In desperation, she pleaded, ”Parcy, it hurts… please…”"Eulalia, you make me sick. Your face, your body… everything about you disgusts me,” he sneered. “You don’t deserve an