Chapter 290 - 290 290 Desperate Ianthe Lawson

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Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Desperate Ianthe Lawson Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Desperate Ianthe Lawson Evander Simpson’s departure did not catch Hestia Knight’s attention. After all, with Scarlett Jennings as a comparison, Evander’s presence had always been quite low-key. He left the film set, quickly walking in the direction of the dressing room. He reached Ianthe Lawson’s dressing room and, to ensure he missed nothing, used a talisman to open his Heavenly Eye before pushing open the door to Ianthe Lawson’s dressing room. ... Ianthe Lawson was initially in a panic but forced herself to calm down; now, she was completely numb. Her vision had not changed since the beginning. It was as if she was trapped inside something, unable to move or speak. No matter how desperately she screamed, there was still no response from her surroundings. She could only watch as the woman who had possessed her body smiled, changed into her clothes, and left. She desperately told herself to stay calm. Although everything was incredibly baffling, the film crew was still around, and Scarlett was so competent, she would surely notice something awry and come to her rescue. She had to believe in her. With this constant self-reassurance, Ianthe kept herself from falling into endless panic. Just as she was waiting for someone to notice her, she heard the door to the dressing room being opened from the outside. Ianthe couldn’t turn her head, but she heard very soft footsteps entering. This wasn’t her assistant’s or her own footsteps. Who could it be? Ianthe waited eagerly and then saw Evander’s figure in her vision. She watched him gaze intently around the corners of the dressing room, and her heart filled with boundless hope. “Evander! Taoist! I’m here!” “I’m here! It’s me, Ianthe Lawson!” “Brother! I’m here! Please save me!” Ianthe desperately shouted at him, but as before, her voice couldn’t come out and couldn’t reach anyone’s ears. Evander was busy inspecting every corner of the dressing room, completely unable to hear anyone shouting at him. Meanwhile, the room was immaculately clean, without any sensation of living souls or sinister presences. “Could it not be here?” Evander muttered to himself and was about to turn and leave when his gaze landed on a doll placed on the makeup table. The reason he noticed this doll was that it seemed to be made in Ianthe’s likeness, even wearing a similar costume from the drama. At first glance, it looked like a life-sized fan-made doll. The Mystical Sect had always been rather sensitive to this type of doll. Evander was no exception. He stepped forward cautiously, approaching the doll. Ianthe watched in anticipation as Evander walked toward her. Hope surged within her, and she tried to make some noise to respond to him, but she still couldn’t do anything. She just watched as Evander stood in front of her like a giant and then reached out to pick her up. Picked up? It wasn’t until this moment that Ianthe suddenly realized something. In a flash of insight, she finally understood what she was trapped inside! It was that doll!! The fan-made doll she had left in her dressing room! Since she often shared pictures of her “doll” on her social media accounts, many fans knew she liked playing with BJD dolls and would show theirs in her comment section. One fan who interacted with her frequently made this Prosperous Age fan doll for her after seeing the costume photos. She liked it so much when she received it, and once the studio started experiencing hauntings, she kept it as an amulet for protection. Who could have thought the ghost causing chaos was indirectly protecting her while the fan doll she considered her amulet entrapped her? Watching Evander’s face enlarge before her, Ianthe almost used all her soul’s strength to loudly call for help. However, from Evander’s perspective, the fan-made doll before him, though eerily realistic, had no perceivable special aura. After examining it closely for a few seconds, Evander placed the doll back down. Being set down again, Ianthe felt an overwhelming sense of despair, and no matter how much she wanted to cry loudly, her soul remained restrained and unable to cry. “Don’t leave... don’t leave... save me.” I don’t want to stay inside the doll. Save me... But no one heard her cries for help. Ianthe heard the dressing room door close again, and the footsteps gradually faded away. As though the world was slowly abandoning her. ... Evander came and went without even attracting the attention of the crew. When he returned, Scarlett and “Ianthe” were already attempting to film again. Yet the first scene kept getting endlessly NG’d. As the sun began to set, and daylight was fading, Director Xu was so anxious he was almost spitting blood right on the spot. Scarlett caught sight of Evander returning from the corner of her eye but saw him gently shake his head at her. Scarlett furrowed her brow, understanding that Evander hadn’t found any clues at the dressing room. If they couldn’t figure out what was going on with Ianthe’s current situation, they’d have to forcibly summon the soul. But the risk of forcibly summoning a soul was too great, and if Ianthe’s soul was still in her body, it might damage her soul body if they weren’t careful. While pondering this, Scarlett inadvertently became distracted, which was immediately seized upon by Hestia Knight, who’d endured reprimands all afternoon. “Director, it’s not that I can’t get into character, but look, Scarlett has been spacing out this whole time; how am I supposed to act this way?” Her tone of accusation was full of grievance, so much so that anyone unaware would have thought Scarlett had been distracted all afternoon. Director Xu laughed in disbelief when he heard her still complaining about others. Still asking him how to act? Act standing, act lying down, act however, but you have too many complaints! Internally grumbling, he kept a straight face, “I have eyes; I can tell who is affecting whose state.” If you hadn’t been NG’ing all afternoon, would they be bored enough to zone out? Hearing Director Xu’s impatient tone, Hestia was incensed again. She got scolded for bad acting, but why didn’t Scarlett get scolded for zoning out?! Seeing “Ianthe” seemed to have more to say, Scarlett suddenly remembered something and decisively stood up from the wooden wheelchair. The sickly, scheming girl instantly transformed into a little cool girl. Ignoring the others’ expressions, she straightforwardly said, “Director, there’s no need to waste time anymore; let’s shoot again tomorrow.” As soon as Scarlett said this, Hestia’s eyes almost reddened with rage. If not for the livestream still ongoing, she would have almost pointed at Scarlett and cursed her out. I’m the lead actress here, why should a side character be so arrogant?! Hestia thought she was discreetly glaring at Scarlett, but Scarlett’s sensitivity was too acute; she met Hestia’s glare with serenely cold eyes. Unprepared to meet those deep black eyes, seemingly seeing through everything, Hestia felt inexplicably exposed and quickly looked away. Scarlett, however, didn’t let up her gaze, still looking clearly and brightly at Hestia. She suddenly said, “Sister Lawson is not in the right state today; let’s play a game to relax.” Scarlett rarely suggested playing games on the show, and Ariel Zimmerman instantly realized she had a plan. Not waiting for Ianthe to refuse, Ariel jumped in, “Sure! What shall we play?” “Truth.” As Scarlett spoke, she swiftly drew a Yellow Talisman from her sleeve, “We’ll use a Truth Talisman to play, guaranteed.”

Chapter 290 - 290 290 Desperate Ianthe Lawson

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