Power of Obliviousness

The man froze. His face was hidden in shadow, so I could not make out his expression. However, I could see that his bright eyes were staring straight at me, as if trying to study my face.

Theodore Jensen knew his reputation preceded him. Violent, ruthless, unpredictable, a man who slaughtered without batting an eye...

Naturally, all of it was true.

As for the last person who had seen him handle something personally, he had already been sent to the Southern Isles. Whether he was still alive was another question, but he was definitely missing a few organs.

It was possible for me to be acting out of fear.

In that case, he did not mind playing along.

He pointed at the door behind him. "The door isn't locked. You can leave."

Of course, he was lying to me.

If I turned and left, it would prove everything I had done earlier was an act. The moment I turned and took one step away, his bodyguards would run out from the corner and restrain me. Then, all that was left was interrogation.

But after waiting a few seconds, he saw that I not only stayed where I was. I walked farther into the room instead and crouched in front of the injured man.

I poked him, and my pale fingertip was soon stained red. "So this is imitation blood? It looks so real."

The man on the floor coughed up blood and rasped, "Help... help me..."

I stared at him in silence, then turned to look at the man behind me. "What line am I supposed to say here? Should I say… Yes? Or no?"

Theodore's brow seemed to raise slightly as he snapped his fingers.

Two men in black suddenly walked out from the corner. They then stuffed the man on the floor into a sack and carried him out.

While they were doing that, I walked around the room, looking for cameras.

Unfortunately, I found nothing.

I quickly figured everything out.

They must be using pinhole cameras!

After the man was carried out, the door closed again. Theodore sat down in a chair not far away.

He asked, "Your name."

I paused for a moment, then immediately brought my legs together and let my arms hang straight at my sides. I raised my head and straightened my back before in a loud, clear voice, "My name is Rebecca Lane! My strengths are that I'm hardworking and can handle hardship! No matter what role it is, I'm confident I can do it well! Please give me a chance, director!"

The corner of Theodore's mouth twitched. But what had happened earlier involved certain family secrets, and he could not let anyone leak them.

So, he said, "That scene just now... It was confidential footage. You are not allowed to reveal it to anyone."

I nodded seriously. "I promise I'll keep it a secret!"

After that, he waved for me to leave.

My mood sank instantly.

Looks like I did not pass the audition.

After leaving the room, I walked toward the banquet hall.

With just a glance, I saw Nora chatting excitedly with the guests. So, I walked over and patted her shoulder.

When she turned and saw me, she jumped in fright and cried out, "You're okay?!"