My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 458

“The first order of business, I’m hanging up my hat.”

What?! As soon as the words left her mouth, it was like someone had dropped a bomb in the middle of the stadium. The crowd went absolutely wild.

“Hanging up her hat? Did I hear that right?”

“She’s at the peak of her popularity, the future’s bright with stardom. Quitting now? She’s kidding, right?”

“Xan?!”

Oliver nearly choked on his own breath when he heard she was quitting. His niece had always been a little troublemaker, always giving him “surprises“, but this was the ultimate shock. His dreams of managing a world–class superstar were shattering before they even fully took off!

“Xan’s quitting? Why so sudden, didn’t even give us a heads–up?” Samuel was taken aback, his gaze finally landing on Orion with suspicion, asking, “Orion, don’t tell me you pushed her into quitting?”

old–money families had this annoying trait of looking down on the entertainment industry. If he

“No.”

eyes, but it quickly settled. It seemed

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accept this, and I won’t allow it!!! [This must be some sort of joke, right? She’s the biggest name in showbiz right now, the dream peak of many. How could she possibly

anyone; she’s a Nightshade, an heiress. Maybe she really doesn’t care about fame or popularity and is like those

I can’t live without

first time being a fan. How can I withstand such a blow? Everyone else’s idol is falling apart, and mine just decided

am I supposed to go on without you!]

has got to be a joke. You guys are so gullible. Trust me, if this isn’t a joke, I’ll eat

casts, played amazing roles, had talented directors, and made wonderful friends and partners, And I’ve gained a

that dream for many years. It’s rooted deep within me, blossomed, and become an integral part of who I am, and I can’t give it up. So, I’m sorry to disappoint everyone. Maybe we’ll meet again, in another place, in another

filled with sighs and expressions of regret, except for Isabella, who looked on with admiration and longing Xanthea was always Xanthea, unchanged, always true to her heart, fearlessly pursuing her

the years, Isabella had tried to emulate her, perhaps drawn by her genuine sincerity and fearlessness.