At Gustave’s suggestion, Rigby, standing in the middle of the room, turned his gaze to Larissa.
Intrigued, Larissa agreed. “Alright.”
She wanted to see if Rigby could handle the challenge she would set for him.
Realizing Larissa would be testing him, Rigby’s expression shifted, but he remained calm, waiting for her prompt.
Larissa thought for a moment. “There’s a scene where the villain, Jermaine, insists until the very end that everything he did was to create a fair world for scholars from humble backgrounds. He never believes he was wrong. Perform that scene.”
“Okay.”
After that, Rigby closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his entire demeanor had changed. His gaze was now filled with a fanatical, obsessive conviction. He didn’t recite the novel’s lines verbatim but instead adapted them based on his own interpretation, making them feel more natural for a performance.
“I was not wrong. From beginning to end, I have never been wrong. I have not forgotten my purpose. All I want is to give every scholar in this land a fair chance!”
“Once I become emperor, I will be the one who defines fairness!”
“Ysabel, I thought you, of all people, would understand me. But in the end, you still chose his side.”
“The only one who can take my life is me. Not you.”
“You gave me this life. I will not let you be the one to take it away. I cannot do that to you.”
With his final words, the villain Jermaine plunged a dagger into his own heart, collapsing to the floor. A faint, bittersweet smile played on his lips as he closed his eyes.
“Alright,” Larissa replied simply.
She knew that Gale Entertainment, in its rush to release “Soaring High” before “Heaven’s Will”, would cut corners on casting. This was her chance. She would have Nightveil dig up dirt on other scandal-prone actors and find a way to get them cast in “Soaring High”. Soon, their set would be a dysfunctional mess.
Thinking of this, a subtle smile touched her lips.
“The rest is in your hands, Gustave. Please continue to find the best actors. But there’s no need to rush. Quality is what matters most.”
Gustave understood her meaning perfectly. “I understand,” he said with a solemn nod.
Larissa stood and left the room. As she passed Rigby, their eyes met for a brief moment.

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