Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 245 Lose to a Novice If it were Selena.

Selena was so slender, so soft, and that bad man would beat her and bully her! A mist gradually rose in Hattie's dark eyes, covered with icy sharpness.

Selena raised her hand and gestured to the other people quietly.

The surroundings fell silent for an instant.

Mr. Padilla re-set up the camera, and Selena guided Hattie, back towards the door. She said in a gentle yet tough tone, "Hattie, remember, the thing that truly makes a person strong is not hatred, but protecting.” "In order not to lose someone you care about, even the weakest person will become strong.” "Remember, you are Phoebe now." "You are not allowed to leave this place, let alone make any sound." After Selena finished her words, she let go of Hattie's hand and lifting her steps out of the door, her snow-white skirt trailing across the dark night-colored ground as she walked towards the street ahead.

There, stood the oppressive capitalists.

Hattie's dark eyes reflected the figure of Selena walking further and further away. A wisp of eagerness appeared in her eyes, the muppet in her arms fell to the ground, and her small, thin pale hands grabbed the door panel.

She seemed to want to rush out immediately, but Selena's words echoed in her mind, forbidding her to step out of this door.

It had almost become a subconscious reaction to listen to Selena’s words.

She could only pull on the door panel with her eyes wide open, staring at the dimly lit street corner, watching the only person who truly cared for her, moving further and further away from her.

The night breeze blew through the doorway and the child's small figure reflected lonely, silent shadows on the drab walls.

She opened her mouth as if to call out loudly, but seemed oppressed and could not utter a word.

As Selena walked further and further away from the fat-headed nobleman, Hattie's nerves grew tighter and tighter, her small body almost tensed to the extreme, as if it could break at any moment.

She hid behind the door and finally couldn't help but poke her head out, her clear eyes staring intently at a certain point in the distance, she seemed to stiffen all over and couldn't move.

Her eyes, her expression, her slightly trembling fingers, were all filled with worry and pleading for her only family.

She wanted to run out, to shout, to rush out. But in the end, she just crouched behind the door and watched with her eyes wide open.

Everyone around her froze, and at this moment, it was as if even their breath had disappeared.

Until Selena turned back slightly and extended her hand at Hattie, "Come here!" The little Phoebe rushed out from inside in a flash, a shocking burst of joy in her eyes, but she cried out with a loud sound.

The cries of joy tore through the darkness for a moment, bringing relief to everyone's tense nerves.

The first morning light came out of the sky.

Selena stood in the morning light and caught the child who rushed towards her arms.

Hattie ran so fast that she almost pushed Selena to the ground, but luckily Leia helped her in time.

Hattie buried her head in her arms, crying loudly.

She cried her heart out, as if she was trying to vent all the grief suppressed in her heart.

Everyone looked stunned.

Having never heard so sad and painful cry before, many people couldn't help shedding tears for the scene.

Selena gently patted Hattie's shoulder and looked up at the sky overhead.

Hattie had retrained her emotions for too long.

Even when she had been beaten by Isabel back then, she never cried.

Today, she finally cried out.

Selena gently consoled Hattie and after a long time, Hattie's cries gradually subsided and she fell asleep in her arms.

Leia carefully picked the little girl up and tears welled up in her eyes when she turned to look at Selena.

Everyone knew that the chief director was strict. Would the female lead really not be blamed for napping in the middle of work on her first day of shooting? Selena smiled, "Today is an exception. Let her sleep well. By the way, let the psychiatrist visit Hattie when she wakes up." Leia nodded and turned to send Hattie back to the hotel.

Selena stood in the morning light and mist, sighing heavily before walking towards Mr. Padilla, "Mr. Padilla, what about the scene just now?" Mr. Padilla glared at her, "Don't scare the little girl." From his expression, Selena was sure that Hattie's performance was qualified. She smiled and walked back to her seat to sit down, "Hattie is absent for half a day. Thus, her scene is temporarily put on hold, start the next scene!" As soon as she finished her words, the actors around her took a step backwards spontaneously as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Selena raised her eyebrows indifferently.

Matthew, as the supporting male lead in the , even though he had already prepared himself mentally, after seeing Selena's "strictness" with his own eyes, he couldn't help feeling nervous.

Even in the eyes of the experienced actors present, Hattie's first performance was fine enough. But in Selena's eyes, it was clearly not up to the passing mark.

She personally guided Hattie to shoot a second time, and if they all followed this standard behind Hattie, there would definitely be 90 percent of the actors on the scene that were not up to par.

Furthermore, most people in this industry carry themselves with more or less pride and dignity.

If they lose to a 13-year-old novice in the first scene, they would be scolded to death when the show was broadcast.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Matthew had to stand out, "Lady Selena, Lady Hattie's performance just now was unexpected. We still need a little time to adjust the state.” Selena folded her legs and tilted her head. Without saying anything, she stared at all the actors with a pair of dark eyes.

Everyone's nerves tensed up for a moment.

Selena looked soft and weak, but her aura was really scary.

Selena let out a soft laugh, "This is the last time. Believe me, you guys will not want to be instructed by me personally on how to act.” Her words made everyone's hair stand on end.

Even those who thought they were lucky, knew that it was absolutely impossible for Selena to guide them in the same gentle way she did with Hattie.

They took their scripts and didn't dare to delay for a second, running to the side to bury themselves in the scripts.

The directors couldn't help but laugh as they watched.

The assistant director smiled at Mr. Padilla, "Great start, isn't it?" If the actors’ acting skills were really eclipsed by a thirteen-year-old girl, how could they stay in the industry in the future? Mr. Padilla took a look at Selena and raised his eyebrows. He replied, "With such a workmate sitting here, even | can't slack off, not to mention the actors." "Young people need to be tempered.”