It was not until three minutes into the performance that everyone came to their senses. She was putting on an act.

The screenwriter looked at Lucia, her eyes shining, so excited that she could run five kilometers. After so many days of heartbreak, he finally found a master for his beloved character.

This girl is simply a born actress, destined to make a living in the entertainment industry.

Even the director couldn't help but marvel, his eyes shining with admiration. How could Lucia have never been heard of before? With such superb acting skills, it's not an exaggeration to say she's a veteran actress.

It can only be called genius.

After Lucia finished her performance, she bowed deeply. The screenwriter couldn't help but exclaim, "Wonderful, Miss Lucia, you will shine brightly in the future."

"Thank you." She must use her face to win the Best Actress title and fulfill the grand slam dream that was unfinished in her previous life.

Lucia, with a perfect smile at the corners of her lips, walked into the corridor, where the warm sunlight was shining on her.

But Faye on the other side was not so comfortable. Her performance was just passable and she was out of character several times. After coming out, she had been feeling uneasy and called Lark more than a dozen times before finally getting through.

"What!" Lucia didn't get into trouble and took Jam to prison! Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Faye, unable to digest the terrifying news for a moment, let out a scream.

"Did you go to the police station too? Did she break off relations with you? !"

What's going on? Why did she suddenly become like this? According to her own plan, she would become her own puppet until she was completely out of value.

Now that Lucia has cut ties with Lark, how can I control her?

Faye almost let out a scream, her face extremely pale, this time she was really scared.

She just couldn't figure out what had gone wrong with the flawless plan.

"Forget it. For this period of time, contact me less so that no one will find out about my relationship with you."

My hands trembled involuntarily and I turned on the tap to force myself to wake up.

Memories of her middle school days came flooding in, accompanied by a shocking secret that caught her heart like a net.

Lucia must not come out on top, because Lucia is the real House of Chandler's daughter.

Yes, she knew very early that she wasn't the child of House of Chandler because Lark had found her when she was a teenager. At first she didn't believe it, but when she saw the Lucia who looked seven parts like Mrs.Tara, she had to believe it.

So she began to target Lucia everywhere, using every possible means to send her to hell.

Her background couldn't be exposed, she couldn't lose the title of House of Chandler's daughter, she didn't want... Have lived the kind of life that Lucia had when she was hungry and cold.

So, Lucia, don't blame me, blame your bad luck.

Faye came to the corridor with a dejected look on her face and saw Lucia coming towards her at a glance. For some reason, Lucia made her very uneasy today.

But soon she was relieved, with a typical ladylike smile, and spoke gently to the auditions, "I see you're all tired. How about this? I'll treat you all to dinner at DKC."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone started chattering away.

"Really? Miss Faye?

"Oh my goodness, DKC, I've heard it's a place where even a casual meal costs tens of thousands."

"Miss Faye is so beautiful and kind-hearted, and her acting skills are perfect."

Hearing the praise from the crowd, Faye was overjoyed and her depression had dissipated a lot. She glanced at Lucia, who was indifferent in the corner.

"Miss Faye, are you coming?" She deliberately bit the word "Miss Faye" and gave a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth.

She just wanted to make it clear to everyone that there was a huge disparity between her and Lucia. In fact, she was just saying it off the top of her head, because Lucia definitely wouldn't want to take part in social events where she was, because she knew nothing and would only be laughed at.

Just making up an excuse to stay away from her is the right way for Lucia to do it.

Isn't it always like this?

Yet how could Faye think that Lucia, who had been reborn, was no longer the girl who was so self-abased that she could only run away? What occasions had she not seen?

Lucia seemed not to have noticed the sarcasm in Faye's words, a faint smile curled at the corner of her mouth, and a sly light flashed in her eyes.

"Since you, Faye, have invited me so warmly and sincerely, I'll do my best to give you the honor. Miss Faye, I have some restrictions on food. May I order some dishes that I like?"

Since Faye insisted on killing herself to embarrass her, she might as well comply and give her a good beating to ease her anger.

Faye was stunned at first, looked at the other person in astonishment a few times, then forced a smile in front of everyone, "Sure, you can."

It's really like giving some color and opening a dyeing workshop.

Who sincerely invited you and gave you face? Do you want to be proud?

DKC is a very stylish restaurant with retro decoration, oil paintings from the last century and decorative lamps inlaid with small diamonds. Everything, everything tells of four words: "No poor man in."

To put it bluntly, if a chandelier were to fall from above, it could easily kill a billionaire investor. The guests are all prominent figures, and ordinary actors may not be able to afford it.

The girls were sitting around a table, and Faye had a glint in her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, and deliberately gave the menu to Lucia, "See what you like to eat and order whatever you like. Don't say I'm stingy."

The girls looked at each other, all looking like they were watching the show. They had long been accustomed to Faye's insinuations and Lucia's humiliation, and most of them looked like they were watching a good show.

Don't think it's just ordering a dish. It's a kind of art. The combination of appetizers, broths and desserts can tell a person's taste. It's impossible to order good dishes without being trained by a professional family, and you'll only be ridiculed.

Everyone knew that Faye was deliberately trying to embarrass Lucia. How could a young actor who struggled in the slums understand such high-end stuff?

They were already waiting for Lucia to sulk or fly away in a rage.

But Lucia, without crying or making a fuss, glanced at the menu out of the corner of her eye and quipped, "No wonder it's a high-end restaurant, even the World Heritage venison."

Sure enough, he came from a small family and was so excited at the sight of a venison that he won five million.

Indira, sensing the ill intentions around him, nervously stroked his goblet and quipped, "I'll have an allergic reaction if I eat the venison. Miss Faye often comes to this restaurant. It's better for you to order and let us try the special dishes."

On the surface, she secretly praised Faye, but in reality, she was trying to excuse Lucia. Lucia once again looked up to Indira. This girl is really kind and innocent.

Apparently, Faye won't let go of the opportunity to humiliate Lucia, with a cold tone, "Indira, if you're allergic, you can skip it. Don't dampen everyone's spirits. Also, it was Lucia who said she would take the initiative to order just now. What's the point of getting involved!"

Indira bit her lip, both startled and scared in her heart, but still gave an apologetic smile.

Faye…… It's not someone like her who can be provoked.

"Lucia, stop dragging your feet. I'm hungry."

"Exactly. Hurry up and order. Don't you see the waiter getting anxious?"

"Isn't it just ordering a dish?" Don't you know that? How about you look for your mother and ask her to teach you again?"

At this moment, Lucia showed no sign of dissatisfaction. She still wore a composed smile on her face, but her lowered eyes inadvertently flashed a dark light.

Do you want to eat? Well, I'll serve you a memorable meal right away.