Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Just who was Cheryl Sutton? She had actually made the hot-tempered Marsha start teaching her with patience. This was a rare sight.noveldrama

Cheryl nodded at Marsha.

Percy had been observing from the side, secretly making plans to look into Cheryl's background later. She looked like an innocent university student, but something about her felt unusual.

After one minute had passed, Cheryl, holding the script in her hand, raised her head to look at Marsha and the others. Her breathing was now steady, and her expression was composed. "I'm ready."

John got up and stood in front of Cheryl. He didn't say anything, only gesturing for her to begin.

At that moment, Cheryl's gaze shifted completely. It was no longer timid or uneasy. Instead, a deep coldness filled her eyes. She straightened her back, her entire temperament sharpening in an instant.

Cheryl had suddenly transformed into Anna Delphine, the character in the script. She stood facing John, who had temporarily taken on the role of Victoria Francis.

Fierce hatred surged in Anna's eyes. Using the script as a makeshift sword, she pierced it straight through Victoria's chest.

Victoria clutched the sword tightly, her eyes full of disbelief and unwillingness. "Why? Why would you do this to me? We were inseparable best friends!"

Anna's lips curled into a cold, mocking smile. She murmured, "Friends?"

She stepped forward, still holding onto the sword. With her other hand, she lightly brushed the blade. Blood trickled down her fingertips, staining the weapon and merging with Victoria's blood.

Anna lifted her gaze, her eyes now bloodshot with hatred. Then, she suddenly raised her voice. "When I begged you to save my people, did you ever think about our friendship? When I pleaded for you to cure me of being poisoned and you remained indifferent, did you think about our friendship?"

She then broke into maniacal laughter. "Hahaha... You don't deserve to say those words!"

Victoria shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face as she tried to explain, "It's not like that. Please, listen to me—"

"Go to hell." Anna lowered her voice as she said this, interrupting Victoria's plea. Her words were calm, almost like a casual statement, but the cold indifference in her tone was terrifying.

There was no greater despair than a dead heart, and this moment perfectly captured that.

Anna struck Victoria's shoulder with her palm instantly sending her body flying off the cliff. Then, she stood at

the edge of the cliff, staring

distance.

to the

She had gotten her revenge. She should feel satisfied. Yet her face was filled with

sorrow. She felt numb and hopeless.

Not a single tear fell, yet everyone watching felt their hearts ache.

Marsha was stunned. She had expected Sheryl to express this scene with intense emotions since that was the usual actress'

approach. After all, violent emotional clashes always created the strongest dramatic effect

But Cheryl took the opposite path which somehow made it even more devastating.

She was the one who had killed the female lead. She was the one who had pushed her off the cliff. Yet everyone watching felt sorry for her instead. This level of acting was insane.

John snapped out of the performance, shouting out loud, "Holy shit! Where did you find this gem?"

He practically jumped off the floor, rushing toward Marsha with unconcealed excitement.

Marsha recovered from her trance as well and curled her lips into a confident smile. "When have I ever had bad judgment?"

But she had to admit this result had exceeded even her expectations.

John gave her a big thumbs-up. No more words were needed.

Meanwhile, Percy was also nodding continuously. He had seen many

actors in the industry, but many

handful could handle such

only a

complex, emotional scene this well.

As Cheryl stepped out of the character, she suddenly felt her entire body drained

of its strength and was almost unable to stand.