The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Chapter 197

Chapter 197

Madison raised her gaze and looked inside. Her eyes flickered as she pursed her lips

The palace gates opened on their own.

Madison pushed them with force. Although the doors weren't befty, they weren't light either. No breeze could move them so easily.

As she went Indeeper, she could bear a cacophony of voices, though they were too indistinct to make out clearly. The sounds seemed to be isolated in another space entirely.

Madison's gare swept over the swirling, withered yellow leaves in the courtyard. There was no wind, yet the leaves still fell and scattered.

She slowly entered the courtyard, and the gates behind her clicked shut automatically.

Madison was brietly stunned.

She walked toward the source of the voices. Before she could reach it, a young woman rushed out.

She was speaking urgently on the phone, "I don't know why something suddenly went wrong! The shooting schedule was halted, and there was an accident!"

eyes lit up upon seeing her appearance. However, her brows quickly knitted together. "Sorry, but we're filming here. Tourists and fans are prohibited. If you've accidentally come to the wrong place, I can take you out now." But

at

here to resolve your crew's

quickly shook her head. "Issues? What issues?

swirling leaves in the courtyard.

woman looked over, and her expression changed instantly. She screamed before quickly covering

maintained a calm demeanor as she looked at

The woman was dumbfounded.

stared at Madison with tear in her eyes. But under Madison's steady gaze, she gradually calmed down and led Madison inside. The filming location was filled

e canceled.

crew members were huddled together, some furious, others looling scared, and some shouting that the movie should be "Lucy, why are you back? Didn't I ask you to find the person in charge?

Lays froze for a

hesitant to introduce Madison

director angrily questioned her, and Lary braced herself to explain

director took a deep breath to suppress his anger. "Do you know what time it is now? Can you please not

really is something

blur the lines between reality and the

lost tourist who wandered into the set, or perhaps a

or a