Chapter 317
"Casey, Ryker... there were loads of people sharing the same names in this world and these two
ain''t got nothing to do with each other.
Izabe didn''t want to make the same mistake again, thest time she got the wrong person, it cost
her her life.
She nkly stared at the photo on Rachel''s phone, forcing down the bitterness welling up in her
eyes.
"Izabe, what''s up..." Rachel asked cautiously. Even though she wasn''t the most perceptive, she
could tell something was off.
Izabe shook her head, "I just want to meet this guy". Her voice was still a bit raspy, tinged with
sorrow.
"That might be a bit of a tough one."
Casey was a famous actor, with tens of millions of fans, a legend of the entertainment industry.
Izabe, on the other hand, was just a slightly known actress, and that slight fame was more
because of the k she got.
Hard you said? Not really. As long as he was still alive, there was always a chance to meet.
During the years she spent with Brett, Izabe learned one thing: with power, you could not only
control your life but also others''.
She looked away, focusing her attention and emotions on the script in her hands.
Rachel, not quite understanding, murmured, "He is nning to join a talent show called ''Here
Comes the Superstars''. It''s like a stage show, giving actors around four days to prepare. Maybe you
should talk to Graham about joining. It''s the first talent show he has joined since bing famous,
and it might be your only chance to meet him.”
"He''s supposedly joining the show to scout for co-actors," Rachel added casually. She believed in
Izabe, but she didn''t hold out much hope.
Izabe had only acted in one TV drama about campus life, which rated a measly 25 points. It was
nothing to brag about.
However, Izabe''s eyes sparkled, a co-actor, huh?
Time flew by, and soon it was two o''clock. Mr. York took this TV drama very seriously. He personally
selected the leading roles and even the supporting actors. Normally, the selection of a third female
role would be left to the assistant director, but he was personally involved.
The audition process was lengthy. Izabe waited for nearly forty minutes before it was her turn. On
average, each person was given ten minutes.
She estimated the time. Vivian had the longest audition, about 15 minutes. She seemed rxed
when she came out. She was the highest-ranking among the auditionees. She was also attractive,
with a strong fan base and a powerfulpany backing her. The role was likely hers.
Mr. York, aka Brad York, was quite famous in the industry. In his forties, he had directed 10 TV
dramas, the lowest-rated of which scored an 8 out of 10. He was known as the ''Godfather of TV
dramas''.
He had very high standards for actors. He was powerful and had a fiery temper. If someone''s acting
was poor in front of him, he wouldn''t care about their status. He was known to make people cry by
sting them on Twitter.
Once, an actress thought she could get a role because of herpany. She performed a ''death
stare'' in front of him. He had the security escort her out.
They quarreled on Twitter for several days. The actress was at a disadvantage and ended up giving
up acting. She decided to appear on reality shows long-term. Her fame was not what it once was,
while Brad gained poprity, making the actors in the industry both love and fear him.
…
"Izabe, get ready. You''re up next." A staff member came out to inform her, the disdain in his eyes
was clear.
Izabe took off her sunsses and mask, put them in her bag, and asked Rachel to hold it for her.
She walked in nonchntly. There were four people sitting across from her. The one in the middle
was Mr. York.
"You''re Izabe?" he blurted out, his eyes filled with disbelief. He nced at the photo of Izabe in
the actor''s information in his hand, on which her makeup was heavy.
He had received this information just an hour ago. Her resume was a mess. If there was any
achievement, it was probably that she had topped the list of most disliked actresses for years, with
far more votes than the second ce.
He had already rejected her in his mind before he even saw her. He drank an extra ss of water
before Izabe came in, preparing himself to rant.
But he didn''t expect Izabe without makeup to be so beautiful. It was hard to believe she was the
same person as in the resume.
He had seen many beautiful women. The entertainment industry was a beauty factory. It wasn''t
about being pretty, but having a unique charm.
Izabe was precisely that kind of beauty—her delicate features seemed carefully measured with a
ruler, and the most striking were her eyes.
He had heard about Izabe and watched her videos on Twitter. When he judged people, he looked
at their eyes. Izabe''s eyes used to be beautiful but a bit bitter, even dull, as if someone owed her
money.
In short, shecked confidence.
But now, Izabe''s eyes were sharp. She stood quietly by the window, the sunlight pouring in,
casting a glow on her slender figure, but she herself outshone that light.
Even the picky Brad had to admit Izabe met his criteria. This was what you could call a beautiful
face.
He was thinking, if there was a role for a dead person in a future TV drama, he would let Izabe lie
in a coffin as a background prop. That would be pretty good.
"Hello, I''m Izabe. I''m here to audition for the third female role, Anna." Izabe interrupted his
thoughts, her tone indifferent.
Brad asked directly, "Have you read the script?"
"I have."
"Then perform the scene where Anna dies."
Anna died in jail. Before she died, she was tortured, her ten fingers mped off, covered in burn
marks. She was driven mad and saw the female lead, Malia, for thest time, cursing her with her
dying breath.
This was the climax of the whole y and highly impactful.
Brad had Izabe read a scene, and to everyone there, it seemed like he was intentionally giving
her a hard time. After all, he only asked the previous four actresses to portray the character''s
innocent and naive demeanor when she first appeared.
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In reality, Brad had Izabe perform thest scene simply because he heard Izabe say she had
read the script and wanted to see if she was telling the truth.
"Can you perform?"
"Yes, but I need someone to do this scene with me..."
"Let me."
A voice suddenly joined, Izabe turned to look and her brain quickly reacted.
It was Kristin.
She just had a simr name to Kaley, and they didn''t look alike. Compared to Kaley''s delicate face,
Kristin''s features were much more attractive. But for some reason, staring at her face made Izabe
ufortable.
Kristin also obviously flinched when she saw Izabe. She also had her manager with her.
Why did Izabee here without getting makeup done as instructed? This was a question both
of them had. If you were a in Jane, then acted like it, and if you were a supporting role, always
stayed in yourne.
Looking at her face, Kristin''s expression instantly changed, and Izabe, who was staring at her
face, didn''t miss this subtle change.
Kristin turned to the director and said, "Mr. York, I introduced Izabe, let me do this scene with her."
"Sure, you''re the lead actress anyway, it''s definitely suitable as long as you don''t mind."
"Thank you." Kristin turned to Izabe and acted innocent, pretending she was considering her,
"Izabe, are you okay with me?"
"Whatever you want."
Izabe''s expression was t, which to Kristin, seemed like she was pretending to be calm. She
knew Izabe very well and knew that she had only acted in a drama with no real acting skills, and
her ability to deliver lines and act were average, it was absolutely impossible for her to portray
Anna, a character that had a strong impact.
No one had any hope for Izabe, but that didn''t stop them from enjoying the show.
Kristin had broken records with her previous TV show and won awards; her acting skills were not to
be underestimated.
After she defeated Izabe, they''d probably get to see Mr. York get angry in person. If Izabe
offended Mr. York, she would disappear from this circlepletely.
Others might just be throwing stones into a well, but Kristin was trying to rece the water in the
well with sulfuric acid.
The staff called for action, Izabe undid her braids, her hair fell behind her, she even purposely
messed it up a bit, only revealing her eyes.
Brad instantly sat up straight, Izabe clearly understood the script, a woman who''d been in prison
and tortured, how could her appearance still be neat and beautiful?
But they couldn''t make her up to look injured on the spot, so she could only mess up her hair and
reveal her eyes.
Acting with her eyes, it was easy to capture on camera, but it would be hard to resonate with the
audience in person if her emotions weren''t enough.
Izabe undid her hair and instantly got into character, she curled up on the ground, looked up at
Kristin, and in a moment her eyes were filled with red veins.
"My good friend...you finally came to see me..." she gasped, her voice hoarse.
As soon as Izabe began her lines, the set fell silent. She had great control over her lines,
portraying the struggling to survive in a way that gave everyone goosebumps.
Kristin, who was standing in front of her, changed her expression instantly. When did Izabe''s line
delivery be so good?
Looking at Izabe''s limp posture on the ground, if they didn''t know she was acting, they would
have thought she was seriously ill and on herst breath.
"Anna, don''t you still think you did nothing wrong?" Kristin continued the dialogue.
Izabe''s gaze suddenly became sharp, that intimidating force was like a sudden jolt, her bloodshot
eyes were filled with tears of anger, her expression was grotesque, veins popped on her forehead,
she said through gritted teeth.
"I was wrong? I did nothing wrong, I just wanted to live a better life, Malia you''re powerful, you''re
noble, do you know what kind of bullying I''ve suffered here? You brought me into the pce, said
you''d treat me well, and we''d be rich and powerful together. I helped you deal with your
enemies. I lost my child to save you back then, and I can''t have children ever since."
"How did I treat you, and you? Everyone in the pce praises your kindness, praises your beauty.
Bullshit! You''re just an ungrateful bitch!" she scolded, with a sarcasticugh, "I just wanted to
survive in this murderous pce, what did I do wrong? I don''t want others to bully me, I made it to
where I am today step by step on my own! You tell me what I did wrong!"
The atmosphere around them instantly became suffocating, as Izabe''s eyes gradually moved
closer, Kristin instantly panicked, she was supposed to list all of Anna''s mistakes next, but now she
forgot her lines.
She awkwardly ended with a line thatcked any persuasive power, "You''re still not repenting?"
"Malia, aren''t you tired of pretending in front of me? Since you love pretending so much, I curse you
to always wear your mask. You''ll never be treated sincerely by others. I, Anna, curse you to be
tormented by nightmares. My fate will be your fate!"
Kristin stumbled backwards, lost her bnce and fell to the ground. In the original script her
expression was supposed to be indifferent. Facing Anna''s curse, she thought of everything that had
happened in the past, feeling pity and regret for her death.
However, what Kristin portrayed was only fear, she even copsed on the ground, her face pale and
whole body shaking.
She was thrown off by Izabe''s acting,pletely lost her ability to think for herself, and
subconsciously became scared of Izabe''s performance and lines.
Victory, this was absolute victory!