Chapter 147

"Stop pretending to be virtuous. You always shy away from physical contact, yet you've sold yourself behind the scenes."

Julian Lombardi's words cut like a knife.

Scarlett Ashcroft's eyes turned icy.

She scanned her surroundings.

The underground parking lot was dimly lit.

This particular corner happened to be a surveillance blind spot.

A cold smirk curled her lips.

Her fist smashed into Julian's delicate face.

The entertainment industry currently favored the pale, youthful, and slender aesthetic.

Julian epitomized this delicate boyish look.

But no one knew Scarlett had trained in kickboxing for ten years.

"Ah!"

A pained scream echoed through the parking garage.

Scarlett finally released the pent-up anger in her chest.

Her fists rained down like hailstones.

Abdomen. Chest. Shoulders.

Each punch avoided vital areas with precision.

But delivered enough agony to make Julian wish for death.

Minutes later.

Julian slumped on the concrete floor.

His handsome face swollen like a pig's head.

Scarlett looked down at him with contempt.

"Cross me again, and it'll be worse next time."

She turned to Melanie Vance, who stood frozen. "Let's go."

Melanie snapped out of her daze.

They quickly got into the car and drove away.

Pearl Entertainment CEO's office.

Sophia Laurent raised an eyebrow. "That was fast."

"Good opportunities shouldn't be delayed."

Scarlett gestured. "This is my agent, Melanie Vance."

Sophia studied Melanie.

Her short, practical haircut and sharp gaze.

"Hello."

Melanie wiped her sweaty palms. "Ms. Laurent."

Sophia handed over a script.

"I'm impressed by Scarlett's presence and acting skills."

"Training starts tomorrow. Screen test in one week."

Melanie accepted the script.

The gilded title "Empress" gleamed up at her.

She gasped.

This was the hottest IP right now.

Online forums buzzed with comparisons to "Imperial Feast."

Melanie's hands trembled slightly.

She never expected their first project to be this caliber.