Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 166: Persona Collapse

"Savannah, I suddenly rembered there might be a prop in the last room that we missed. Could it be the key clue for this stage?"

"Why don’t we go back and take a look? Maybe there’s sothing we overlooked." Gently, the jade hand picked up the key, brows furrowed tightly, with a very anxious expression.

Quinn Lockwood also felt that this stage was taking a bit too long, and since they hadn’t found anything useful for so long, she thought Ariana Lynch’s suggestion made sense. So they went back to the previous room and started searching.

Ariana followed after them and pretended to be deep in thought as she reached the doorway, slamming the half-open door shut.

"Savannah." Clutching her shoulder that hit the door, Ariana pretended to pull the door handle and used the opportunity to press the off button on one side, thus turning off the switch on the chanism, which now could only be opened by professional technicians. Unaware of the truth, others would think all they needed to do was open the door using the previous thod.

In the dim light of the flashlight, Quinn found the door lock and pulled it hard twice, but it didn’t move at all.

"Savannah, don’t worry. I’ll find soone to help you." Holding back a rising smirk, Ariana didn’t linger for even a second, quietly putting the key in her sleeve. She went back to the last room to hurriedly search around.

Pretending she found a key by the inkstone, Ariana quickly opened the door, and blinding light poured in. In the box at the door lay her task card.

She didn’t even look at the content because, to her, knowing who held the red card was most important.

She deliberately walked in a direction where there was no one, muttering to the cara about how no one could et her and how Savannah was still trapped in the room.

Sylvia Lawson, coming down from the Ferris wheel, happened to see Ariana and hurriedly ran a few steps to catch up.

"Ariana, wait for ." Sylvia stopped breathlessly not far from Ariana, suspecting that Ariana had seen her a long ti ago and walked fast on purpose.

A barely noticeable frown crossed Ariana’s face, but she politely smiled at Sylvia. When her eyes caught a glimpse of red at the opening of Sylvia’s envelope, they lit up. She patted Sylvia’s back with a worried expression, "How did you run like this? Sit down and rest for a bit."

"I’m fine, Ariana. Where are you headed? It seems like you’re looking for soone?" Sylvia sensed sothing amiss with Ariana and felt certain that she was starting to deal with Quinn, which made Sylvia feel rather cheerful.

A flicker of strangeness passed through Ariana’s eyes as she moved forward a step, intending to tidy Sylvia’s slightly ssy bangs. However, as she raised her hand, she accidentally knocked the envelope from Sylvia’s hand.

"Sorry." Picking up the envelope and seeing the red card exposed, Ariana looked sowhat surprised.

"I really didn’t expect you to draw the red one." Her tone was tinged with a bit of disappointnt but also so relief.

Sylvia watched Ariana’s expression, sensing her interest in the card, and played along, "Ariana, is there sothing about this color..."

Ariana slid the card back into the envelope, handing it to Sylvia, and shook her head slightly, "Not really. It’s just that today’s horoscope said red is my lucky color. I thought maybe if I drew a red card, things would go more smoothly for ."

"Oh, is that so? Why don’t we switch cards, Ariana? Since we all draw randomly, I really hope you complete all your tasks smoothly." Sylvia sincerely looked at Ariana, handing the envelope back with both hands, making it hard for Ariana to refuse.

Laughing secretly to herself, Ariana reluctantly took the envelope, looking gratefully at Sylvia, and suddenly smacked her forehead in annoyance, "Oh dear, Savannah is still trapped in the room. Sylvia, hurry and help find soone to open the door."

anwhile, Quinn was entirely in the dark.

Due to the power being cut off, all lights in the escape room went out, and her flashlight had also run out of battery.

Nearly an hour had passed, and it seed Ariana deliberately trapped her here. Otherwise, just closing the door wouldn’t have resulted in a power outage.

But since they were filming a show, Ariana probably didn’t have the guts to leave her here too long; otherwise, how would she face criticism from the audience?

Thinking of this, Quinn sat down calmly on the floor and waited.

"Miss Lowell, if you’re too bored, you could talk to . Although it’s against the rules for us photographers to speak, given the special circumstances..." Quinn’s photographer was crouching outside, filming the wooden door, regretting his choice to shoot from an outside angle.

Hearing the photographer’s voice startled Quinn, surprised that he was dedicated enough to stay outside the whole ti.

"It’s fine; I guess soone will co to open the door soon."

Indeed, it wasn’t long before Ariana returned with the amusent park staff.

After getting out, Quinn behaved very composedly, not complaining at all to the crew, continuing with the ga arrangents as if nothing had happened.

The director and producer both breathed a sigh of relief.

At the final face-off, after being guided briefly by the archery instructor, the formal competition began.

Quinn did have so archery skills. Due to her love for classical dance, she had always been interested in traditional things and had learned and understood many of them.

She held the bow and arrow in her left hand, hooked the string with her right, slightly turning her head towards the target, dressed in a Tang-style archery outfit, her long black hair tied high, radiating a battlefield elegance.

With a swoosh, the arrow landed straight in the sixth ring of the target.

Quinn couldn’t help but sigh; it wasn’t that her skills were poor, but Savannah’s frail body made it hard to draw even this re 20-pound bow, making her hand shake. She rembered when she could hit the bullseye with a 25-pound bow.

The archery instructor nodded approvingly, noting that girls who could hit the sixth ring with such lack of force were rare.

anwhile, Ariana’s arrow completely missed the target.

"It really is quite difficult; I didn’t expect it to be this heavy." She smiled wryly at the cara and shook her head, but when she brushed past Quinn, her eyes brimd with hatred.

As she drew the bow again, she wished she could aim the arrowhead at Quinn.

Yet, sothing felt off to her. She had never heard of Quinn having any archery training, and even she had struggled to manage the heavy bow. Yet Quinn seed at ease with it!

Or was it that she had been hiding her strength all along?