Let Caden Landon Pay to Play

2

I looked straight at the director, but he seemed even more shocked than I was.

Director Warren was notoriously picky in the industry, always seeking a kind of raw, natural beauty.

He once bluntly stated that celebrities who'd had plastic surgery shouldn't bother embarrassing themselves in his productions, but this statement had the opposite effect.

All those trending celebrities, eager to prove they hadn't had work done, tried their hardest to get cast in his films.

Director Warren leaned in and whispered in my ear, "That nose job is so natural, I couldn't even tell."

"Your punch was like a demon-revealing mirror. Now everyone knows his nose is fake."

In reality, everyone knew. Only Caden Landon was kept in the dark.

He clasped his hands together, putting on an expression he thought was both cool and cute.

"Raina, I was forced to say those things during a game of Truth or Dare. It was just a game. Don't listen to outsiders spreading rumors."

"I do like you. I just felt like I wasn't good enough for you, so I didn't dare respond to your advances."

His crooked nose made his whole face look ridiculous and comical.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Caden Landon didn't understand. After a brief pause, he prepared to forcibly kiss me in front of everyone.

'Is he trying to force us into a relationship right now?'

I shrank back in disgust, only to find his hand clamped tightly around my waist, holding me in place.

"Let go! Don't come any closer!"

At that critical moment, the Extra I had singled out earlier stepped forward and sent him flying with a kick.

Caden Landon went airborne, and when he hit the ground, he tumbled over and over.

'Is that something a person can even do?'

Everyone, myself included, was stunned once again.

After his shock wore off, Director Warren became excited. He grabbed the Extra's hand and wouldn't let go.

"I've decided! You'll be the Exiled Immortal Master. How about a salary of $5 million?"

Hearing this, Caden Landon scrambled up angrily. "No! The Master is my role! No one is allowed to take it!"

I got a mirror from my assistant and held it up in front of the man who was oblivious to his own crooked nose.

"Do you think, in your current state, you're still fit to play a master who's like an exiled immortal?"

Caden Landon belatedly covered his nose and let out a few miserable shrieks.

"AHHHH! Why is my nose crooked?! Raina Sheridan, you did this! You'll pay for my nose!"

"Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're President Sheridan's daughter! Assault gets you jail time! I'm calling the police right now. And when Raina Sheridan is in jail, your production won't be able to continue filming either. Public opinion will tear you all to shreds."

The moment he heard the threat to call the police, Director Warren's expression darkened.

He had spent six months negotiating with the original author for the rights to the *An Immortal's Inquiry* script, and then another six months securing the investment from my dad.

Amidst everyone's dark expressions, I was the only one who laughed out loud.

Caden Landon's gaze turned sinister. "Raina Sheridan, you've doomed the entire production, yet you're acting like nothing happened. Truly worthy of a heartless Heiress."

With just a few provocative words, he actually managed to convince some people, who began to mutter amongst themselves.

My mind uncontrollably flashed back to the cyberbullying I experienced in my past life. The feeling of being constantly torn apart by venomous snakes and savage beasts swept over me once again.

Seeing that I was in a bad state, Caden Landon pressed his advantage, continuously spouting scandalous rumors about me.

The whole world went dark. All I could see was that mouth, endlessly spewing filth, opening and closing, opening and closing.

'If I just tore it to shreds,' I couldn't help but think, 'would that finally stop this infuriating sound?'

"Raina Sheridan, calm down! We all saw Caden Landon try to force a kiss on you first. If anyone's at fault, it's him for starting it."

"Don't get drawn in again. He's deliberately trying to provoke you into attacking him."

Suddenly, a resonant and powerful voice cut through the crowd, piercing the darkness.