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.

got up from her

picked up the microphone. "What's your character supposed to be? If you're playing a real ghost, do you

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

was eerily boarse. "I don't know. There's no setting, no plot." Shane exhaled sharply. "No plat, no setting? Do you

The ghost shivered slightly.

shirt from behind, trying to

Marco's

Marco remained silent.

to acting, Shane

just an ordinary

stood calmly beside the monitor, looking intently at

seemed confident, while he felt like the only

breath and asked, "Are you interrupting

to watch

didn't die a normal death.

were both startled. They looked nervously

hair hid her face, and a gust of wind made her

said, "I was a student at the Deatropolis Film and Arts Academy, I