[Ding! Ding!]
[Mission of the Week (1/1)]
[Mission: Get a complint!]
[Goal: Get complints from other actors and executives during the script screening!]
[Reward: $340,000]
[Ti Limit: 7 days]
I stopped midway just as I was about to put the spoon into my mouth. My mouth hung open for a mont because the weekly mission reward had finally passed one hundred thousand.
Hell, it even shot straight to three hundred thousand!
If I got that reward, it would be like getting back the money I used to buy stocks yesterday!
"Only one mission this week?" I whispered, glancing left and right to make sure no one was near the dining table.
Thankfully Henry was busy in the garden and Lando wasn’t ho, so I could talk to myself like a crazy woman in peace.
[Since you accepted two jobs at once, this mission basically counts as two!]
Penny said cheerfully, [Isn’t it more practical to have one mission per week? The bonus will double too.]
"Yeah..." I muttered. "It’s easier this way."
Honestly, one mission a week would also help reduce my stress because I’d have more ti, or... maybe not?
Just like Penny said, I would have two script screenings this week, and if I wanted to complete the mission, I had to work hard to perform well in front of them.
"Do I need to get complints from all the executives? And how many actors need to complint ?" I asked.
For "Love Beneath the White Umbrella," the cast was mostly newcors, so that part would be easy. But "My Boss’ Obsession" was a whole different beast. So of the cast were senior actors, including the male lead.
Senior actors weren’t always bad, but so of them refused to praise newcors. They’d say things like "Praise will only make them arrogant," so they stayed silent even when a newcor acted well.
Actually, no—scratch that. They would react fast if the newcor acted horribly.
Silence ant that they felt threatened. But what if they started talking nonstop like parrots? It would an they thought they were better than the newcors.
But what could I say? This industry was truly competitive, so I couldn’t expect to always et good people.
In fact, I rarely t genuinely kind people in this industry, even in my first life as Helena.
[For the executives, you need at least two of them to complint you,] Penny said. [But for the actors, there’s no maximum limit, only a minimum of ten people.]
I clicked my tongue and slamd the spoon lightly onto the plate.
Ten?! A fucking ten?!
Getting praised by one senior actor was already hard enough, and now I had to get complints from ten actors, including senior ones?
Penny definitely wanted to fail!
[What do you an, Host?!] Penny yelled. [Penny would never try to hurt you!]
[But if you fail, Penny will cheer you up with a book: "101 Ways to Seduce Your Husband Into Bed!"]
My eye twitched slightly, then I lowered my head and whispered, "Penny, don’t do this. Why are you forcing an impotent man to play in bed?!"
Poor my husband.
He must have suffered for so long from losing his pride. So giving that kind of "gift" was basically spitting on him.
On the other side, Penny went silent for a mont before speaking again. [Alright. Then Penny will give you a 70% discount if you want to buy a sex to—]
"Shut up!" I cut her off before she said sothing embarrassing.
Every ti she talked about sex toys, it reminded of the ones I left in my old apartnt. Maybe it was ti to pick them up... if they were still there.
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Since I had no work today, I decided to go to my old apartnt in Haverlyn City, about forty-five minutes away from the capital.
If anyone asked why I didn’t live in the capital, the answer was simple: expensive.
Yeah, living in the capital was extrely expensive, and even the apartnt rent was ridiculous!
Back then, when I first started in the entertainnt industry, I even thought I had to sell my soul to a demon first just to afford a piece of land in Redmont City!
Good thing I didn’t need to do that—but in the end, I still lost that land because I had to sell it to pay off my debt.
But even though I had land there, I always lived in Haverlyn. Not only was the cost of living cheaper, the area was also very green, with lots of trees along the roads.
You could say it was a paradise for people who wanted peace after working all day in a crowded city.
"Young Madam, are you visiting a friend here?" Mr. Silo asked as we entered Haverlyn City.
I smiled bitterly. "Ah, I’m actually here to pick up my friend’s belongings. She passed away," I said. "She didn’t have any family, so I don’t think anyone will co to take her things."
Mr. Silo gasped. He looked so guilty for accidentally touching on such a sensitive topic. "I’m so sorry, Young Madam."
"It’s alright," I said softly, trying hard to keep a smile on my face. "I believe she’s in heaven now."
It was a lie, but if I were being honest, my life now really felt more like heaven compared to my old life.
I didn’t have to pay rent or other bills like electricity, water, and whatever else.
Everything was covered by my husband—oh, that too! In this life, I had a handso and kind husband, so it truly felt like I had won the jackpot in this life, sothing I could never have gotten back then!
But no matter how bad my past life was, in the end, ho is still ho.
Helena Moore was , and I can’t explain how much I miss my past self.
Sotis, when I look into the mirror, I often wish I could see my original face there again.
All the terrible things that happened when I was still Helena were what shaped into who I am now, so of course it’s hard to forget that life just like that.
I leaned my head against the car window, watching the scenery outside while rembering my past as Helena.
I was so lost in those mories that I didn’t notice Mr. Silo’s voice until he spoke. "Young Madam, we’ve arrived."
The car stopped right in front of the ten-story apartnt building. This place wasn’t considered a luxury apartnt, but at least it was nice enough to live in.
I an, what’s the point of a luxury apartnt if you can’t live in it every day? I rarely ca ho back then, so I didn’t want to waste my money renting sothing I barely used.
But who would’ve thought that decision was the right one? After the scandal and losing all my wealth, I could still pay for this apartnt with what little money I had left. At least I could live for one more year, and fortunately—or unfortunately—I died before the next rent paynt was due.
"You can wait outside, Mr. Silo," I said.
I stepped out of the car and walked toward the entrance. The building still looked exactly the sa; simple, a little old, but warm in a way that made my chest tighten.
Just as I reached the lobby, the apartnt manager, Mrs. Rowan, looked up from her desk. "Can I help you, Miss?"
I couldn’t help but smile brightly when I saw her again. Back then, she was one of the reasons I was able to survive.
Whenever I didn’t have enough money to buy food, she would let cook her instant noodles, or even buy lunch.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Rowan." I pretended to read her na tag so she wouldn’t wonder how I knew her na. "I’m here to pick up the belongings of my old friend who passed away."
Mrs. Rowan was taken aback and responded imdiately without hesitation. "Helena Moore?" she added softly, "She was the only tenant in this building who passed away."
My smile turned a little bitter. "Yes." I nodded. "I was her old friend, and... she once told that if she ever died, I could take her belongings since... she didn’t have any family. Are you still keeping her things?"
Mrs. Rowan let out a long sigh. Her eyes suddenly turned teary, a sign of how sad she felt the mont she heard my na.
"Actually... we haven’t touched her apartnt room because the rental period only ends next week," she said with a sad smile. "The apartnt owner actually told to throw away her belongings once the lease expires, but since her old friend is here, I guess I don’t have to do that."
Mrs. Rowan then handed the apartnt key, saying, "Her room is number 607, on the sixth floor."
I looked at the key in my hand for a mont before turning back to Mrs. Rowan. "Don’t you want to co with ?"
Mrs. Rowan shook her head gently. "I can’t... seeing her belongings will only make rember that poor woman all over again."
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