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Chapter 437

    The assistant murmured, "Mr. Finnegan, these three girls came looking for you with your business card."


    Mr. Finnegan looked at Stephanie with a mocking face and said, "This chick sure has guts, bringing her friends along for such a golden opportunity. She thinks she''s some big shot, huh?"


    Stephanie replied dismissively, "Whom I bring is my business, and whether you give them opportunities is yours, Mr. Finnegan. No conflict there, right?"


    "You''re not afraid of me at all, little girl?" Mr. Finnegan asked.


    "Why should I be afraid of you? If you''re difficult to work with, I''ll just leave. Out of sight, out of mind! It''s not a big deal. If I don''t act in your film, it doesn''t mean I have nowhere else to go!" Stephanie replied boldly. "...Do you not know who I am?" Mr. Finnegan questioned.


    "How can I not know? When you left, the entire school was about to explode with gossip... But who you are doesn''t matter to me. I''m not picky about the roles I get. Whether it''s a big production or a small one, as long as I''m interested in the character, I can y it," Stephanie confidently stated."


    "Oh? You can y anything? How about putting on a mask, hanging from a harness, and ying a female assassin who fights against Maximus?" Mr. Finnegan suggested.


    Oh my god! Making a neer like her act with Maximus, the reigning Best Actor?! What''s his problem?


    "What? Too scared? I thought you said you could act anything?"


    "Who says I''m scared! Let''s do it! Where''s the mask!"


    "Hahaha... I like the spirit you young people have. It''s alright. Even if you''re bad, it''s okay! The important thing is to have the guts to try!"Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


    Stephanie rolled her eyes, took the mask from the assistant and put it on.


    Then she red at Mr. Finnegan with a murderous look.


    Mr. Finnegan''s eyes lit up.


    She didn''t change her clothes...or do any styling. She just put on a mask, and she''s already showing a powerful aura.


    She''s got potential.


    "Have you ever yed the part of an assassin?"


    "Never." But she had watched Ashley coach Gillian on how to act as an assassin.


    Mr. Finnegan Jaised an eyebrow, "It is always the first time you act a certain role that feels the most natural. Go give it a shot, little gir Maximus is not in good form, so maybe you can help him find his groove." . FindNovel


    "Bring it on!"


    won


    Stephanie casually picked up a piece of grass from the ground, stuck it in her mouth, and strutted into the frame with a nonchnt look. Maddie and Gillian watched nervously.


    Maximus was a seasoned actor in his thirties,.He was somewhat bemused to see Mr. Finnegan suddenly bring in a young girl to act with him.


    But when he saw the powerful aura she radiated as soon as she stepped on set, he knew he shouldn''t underestimate her.


    But the problem was...there''s no script. Was it going to be an improvised performance?


    Stephanie was suspended on a


    harness, her entire body exudinga lethal air as she looked ahead. Without a script, ying an assassin...and acting opposite


    Maximus!


    She had the skills. Once the wirework was activated, Stephanie wholeheartedly synchronized her movements with the wire''s direction, soaring through the air.


    She still appeared nonchnt, and


    from the outside, there was no


    indication that she was an assassin. However as soon as Stephanie approached Maximus, a burst of murderous intent erupted in her eyes, and without any hesitation, she spat out the grass in her mouth.


    Then, without any hesitation, she swung her sword at Maximus.


    This was a scene with no dialogue, only bodynguage and facial expressions.


    Caught off guard, Maximus started to fight back.
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