Casey''s interview caused quite a stir online.


    Thoseizens who had once badmouthed Izabe started to question themselves. Maybe they thought it was just a minor thing, but when a lot of people say it, the person being criticized suffered greatly. But no one knew, let alone cared.


    The fans who used to support Izabe felt quite uneasy after watching Casey''s interview. They reflected on their actions, and the more they thought about it, the sadder they felt.


    Casey was right. They knew Izabe before the rumors started. They watched her debut, her acting career, and her growth. But how could they just abandon her based on a few randomments? The postscked solid evidence-no videos, no recordings. Izabe posted a message on Twitter and then vanished. They thought Izabe was weak and cowardly, or maybe she was guilty and dared not apologize to her fans.


    But what if she couldn''t speak up?


    Looking at it from another angle, those posts criticizing Izabe showed that she pissed off a lot of people; she had many enemies, but her enemies couldn''t provide substantial evidence, which suggested that she herself was not in the wrong.


    At that moment, those who finally figured it out were shocked. They reacted; they had condemned Izabe under the guise of justice; they had called her names, demanded she leave the industry, and wished her dead.


    If she had been innocent all along, then what was the difference between them and murderers?


    The long-forgotten fan club issued a statement.


    "Izabe, we''ve been waiting for your exnation. We''ll wait for you toe back."


    Izabe saw the text, her face expressionless, her heart unmoved.


    Because the person they had been waiting for was gone.


    If theseizens had been a bit kinder, Bell wouldn''t have gotten depressed, she wouldn''t have taken sleeping pills and turned on the gas tomit suicide at home. They still expected her to exin all this? She could exin; could the ones who had hurt her go to hell to hear her exnation?


    Casey waited all night but didn''t get a message or a call from Izabe. He couldn''t help but wonder if Izabe had forgotten to watch his interview the night before.


    If she didn''t watch, should he repeat what he said in the interview?


    But he felt it was too embarrassing to say it to her face.


    Casey hesitated all morning; it was almost noon, and he still hadn''t sent the text.


    He typed and deleted, deleted, and typed again. Why was love so torturous?


    Casey sent a vague message; he decided to test Izabe''s reaction first. "Have you checked Twitter?"


    Casey''s interview was watched by manyizens. Since he talked about the love life that everyone cared about, his interview was still very popr. If Izabe clicked on Twitter, she would see it. Izabe might be busy at the moment, so she didn''t reply to his message. Casey stared at his phone, waiting. After ten minutes, he received a reply from Izabe.


    Izabe "Saw it; your interview was fantastic."


    Casey "What do you think?"


    Izabe always spoke her mind; everyone knew that, so she would directly discuss the topic.


    "I agree with you; love takes effort from both sides to be meaningful, but right now that''s not my goal."


    Casey wasn''t disappointed when he saw this. Her response was entirely within his expectations. Izabe was on the rise in her career, so she definitely wouldn''t be in a hurry to date.


    He didn''t want to push her; he just wanted to ask her about her thoughts on love.


    This was his first time pursuing a girl; he didn''t know exactly what to do, so he was always very careful, afraid to scare her away.


    The fact that Izabe thought the same way as him was already a pleasant surprise. As long as she was willing to be around him and not avoid him, one day he would be by her side. "Are you afraid of marriage?" Casey asked.


    His question was genuine. Izabe did have a fear of marriage. She wasn''t sure what marriage could bring her.


    It seemed she could live better alone, as long as she had money.Material ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Izabe thought about it and honestly replied, "Marriage only makes sense if you meet the right person." But the person has to meet her standards, and her requirements weren''t high; it''s just that most men didn''t meet her standards.


    Izabe didn''t dwell too much on the "love issue" with Casey because it was too early for them.


    Izabe changed the subject and mentioned that she bought shares in a filmpanyst night and invested a lot of money.


    She sent the files over, and Casey was stunned when he saw them.


    "Isn''t this filmpany about to go bankrupt? You won''t make any money from this investment."


    "Why do you say that?"


    Izabe was good at business, but she didn''t know how to invest in film and TV. Casey exined the pros and cons to her.


    Thepany Izabe invested in


    was a group that specialized in short


    ys. They just entered the film industry in recent years, but they never made any profit. Their threeedy films were ridiculed byizens. The humor in the films was awkward, and the filming quality was poor. Netizens all suggested they go back to doing short ys. Now they have lost money and can only sell thepany.


    When Casey talked about films with Izabe, he was very confident. Just by hearing his energetic voice, Izabe could imagine that his eyes must be bright but serious and focused. Casey was indeed suitable for business. His questions were very sharp.


    Casey even checked the stocks Izabe invested in. In just one day, she had already lost tens of thousands of dors.


    "Take your money back, dude. You''ll dodge a major bullet."


    "That team is seriously a no-go foredy."


    Casey thought Izabe understood him, but her next words left him speechless.


    "Let them shoot a horror film." Now she''s the investor. If she pulled the money out, thepany will go belly up. So, her suggestion to make a horror film should be a no-brainer for them. Fromedy to horror, that''s quite the leap.


    "I''ve watched their three films,"


    Izabe analyzed, "and they''re not cut out foredy, just like you said. The lighting is too dark and creepy. Inte reviews are echoing the same thing. Theiredies are weird enough to be horror films. Can you imagine how good they''d be if they actually made one?"


    Izabe''s argument was hard to refute.


    "But the horror film market hasn''t been doing so well."


    "I''ve thought about it," she said. "Two main issues:ck of apetent team for horror and poor scripts. I''ve got a good script in mind. I''ll email it to you."


    Casey was surprised that Izabe had everything ready. He quickly read through the script and was instantly hooked.


    The script was called Ghost Snatchers. It was funny in the beginning, creepy in the middle, and sad at the end. It was a great script.


    Casey closed his eyes and imagined the shooting style. Izabe''s investment in thispany was surprisingly fitting for this kind of vibe.


    The script centered around a married couple.


    "Good script, but who will you hire for the roles? This was a big question. Horror films required


    actors with good endurance andmet


    imagination. They needed to certain expression to immerse the audience in the film.


    There were great scripts domestically, but all their money went to famous stars and marketing.


    Now they had a good script and team; they justcked actors. As Casey was thinking, his phone suddenly rang.


    Seeing the caller ID, he felt like he was holding a hot potato.


    He quickly answered and heard Izabe''s soft voice.


    "Mr. Dempsey, would you co-star in this horror film with me?"


    Casey almost bit his tongue. "You mean we''re going to star in this film together?"


    "Don''t worry. I''ll pay you. You can refuse if you want."


    "I ept your invitation." Casey quickly replied, holding back hisughter. "Can I ask why you chose me to co-star with you?"


    "Didn''t you hint at us working together and appearing on the same screen in that interview yesterday?"


    Casey couldn''t help but smile. "Yeah."


    "Let''s achieve this small goal in the simplest and fastest way."


    Izabe''s voice was so sweet, like a beautiful violin melody that sent shivers down his spine.


    He didn''t expect Izabe to fulfill this goal before him. He was shocked but overjoyed.


    When Casey mentioned the ultimate goal of appearing on the same screen, he was thinking about marrying Izabe.


    He wanted to give her a grand wedding, both of them in their wedding attire, appearing on the screen for the whole world to see.


    "I won''t need payment. I''ll invest in our film," Casey replied.


    They immediately agreed on this. Izabe was busy shooting for "Blood Ties" and didn''t have time to handle this, so she handed it over to Casey, who was free at the moment. Casey called his agent, Seth, and told him toe to the studio and discuss the new film.


    As soon as Seth heard Casey was back to work, he got super excited. What was supposed to be a half-hour drive turned into 15 minutes.