The Fortune-Telling Heiress
Chapter 201

Chapter 201

In the monitor, a panicked voice rang out, "Shane, how did I do? Was that good?

Marco's legs fell like jelly. If Shane hadn't been there to support him, he would have crumpled to the ground. "Shane, let's get out of here," he urged. Shane's face turned pale, but he noticed Madison's calm demeanor. She even took a seat in front of Shane's monitor, watching the screen intently. Shane took a deep breath and dragged Marco over to the monitor

The monitor glowed, displaying anearby well.

The ghost's face was exposed, and she had placed her hands on top of the well, scratching the surface with her nails.

In the next moment, her head snapped up, revealing a fierce and chilling gaze directed at the camera.

Marco screamed

However, Shane remained silent, staring intently at the screen.

Suddenly, the figure floated into view, her face dominating the entire screen. Blood seeped from her eyes as she bared her teeth, asking, "Shane, how did I do?"

Marco was so bemitied that his lipstrembled, yet no words escaped.

Madison didn't understand what was happening. She got up from her chair to let Shane sit down.

After checking with Madison and seeing her nod, Shane picked up the microphone. "What's your character supposed to be? If you're playing a real ghost, do you think just standing there works?"

He continued, "If you're pretending to be human as a ghost, where are your human emotions? That's not acting. What's your character's background? What's the plot? Who's your opponent? Or is this just a solo performance?"

Shane fired off a series of questions. The ghost on the screen hesitated for a moment. Then, she gradually pulled away and stood respectfully in the background. Her voice was eerily boarse. "I don't know. There's no setting, no plot." Shane exhaled sharply. "No plat, no setting? Do you even have a character profile? How can you act without anything to work with? Tell me, how did you plan to perform?"

The ghost shivered slightly.

Marco rugged at shane's shirt from behind, trying to remind him that he was dealing with more t

Shane swatted Marco's hand away.

Marco remained silent.

When it came to acting, Shane was uncompromising.

than just an ordinary actor.

Desperate, Marco glanced at Madison. She stood calmly beside the monitor, looking intently at the screen.

Everyone else seemed confident, while he felt like the only coward.

After scolding the glost, Shane took a breath and asked, "Are you interrupting our shoot because we disturbed you?" The ghost fell silent.

Marco cautiously leaned in to watch the screen, hoping for an answer.

Madison spoke up, "You're filled with resentment. You didn't die a normal death. You were killed, weren't you?" "Killed?+

Shane and Marco were both startled. They looked nervously at the ghost

She sat by the well with her head lowered. Her long hair hid her face, and a gust of wind made her white dress flatter.

In a sode voice, she said, "I was a student at the Deatropolis Film and Arts Academy, I was in my senior

The ghost introduced herself as Helena Brown She was about to graduate and had been auditioning for various film productions.

le, but not

Helena's voice floated lightly with the wind as she spoke, "I had excellent grades and looked good on camera. I thought many productions would want me, asingle one did

"Then, I met a director. That director offered me a supporting role, and I was so happy. Halfway through filming, he took me to meet an investor, saying the Investor was very interested in mne." Shane's and Marco's expressions darkened instantly,

After years in the industry, they both sensed what was about to happen

Helena's pale dress flottered in the wind. "The investor was a 50-year-old businessman in th Then, he crossed the line, saying he could make me famous quickly..."

the entertainment industry. He claimed he was very interested in me.