The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 102: Scarlett Jennings Withdraws from the Show

Chapter 102: Chapter 102: Scarlett Jennings Withdraws from the Show

Evander said one sentence that caused the barrage of comments directed at Brother to pause for a moment.

Then it was followed by a frenzy of typing.

[Oh my! Starting off so strong?]

[The script is so intense.]

[Who is this person anyway? Why does he have the nerve to criticize Dashiell!!]

[Just thought the guy looked good, now I feel like I’m blind!]

[Feel so sorry for Dashiell!]

[I’m dying of laughter! Where did this wild monkey come from, do they think Dashiell’s fans are dead?!]

[Don’t get too worked up, people. This is obviously scripted.]

[Lol, I’m dying of laughter, the chosen girl is clearly out of state, while Quincy and Amber’s performance was way more real.]

The last comment referred to the reactions of the other three after Evander spoke.

Scarlett Jennings looked unfazed, without a trace of surprise.

Quincy Zimmerman and Amber Livingston looked noticeably more genuine, with visible bewilderment mixed with a hint of confusion.

This, this, this... Why didn’t anyone tell them about the script?

How should they react next?

After the initial surprise, Dashiell Xalvadora’s expression also turned puzzled but remained good-natured as he looked at Evander,

"May I ask what you’re dissatisfied with? We’ll be filming several episodes together, if there’s any displeasure, you can tell me directly. I don’t want it to affect the shoot."

That was a remarkably good-natured response!

Anyone who watched Dashiell’s talent show knows he’s a gentle guy.

The barrage of comments was again filled with sympathy.

[I’m crying, Dashiell is just too gentle!]

[If it were me, I would have slapped him by now.]

[So heartbreaking, he doesn’t even know why he’s being targeted!]

Quincy Zimmerman, who was watching the scene unfold, was also bewildered.

The show had just started a minute ago, and there was already an incident?

The staff were all dumbfounded as well, not expecting this situation before Sebastian Carew even appeared on stage.

Looking at Evander, though questioned by Dashiell’s confused gaze, he remained stern and said with coldness,

"You know what’s following you."

As soon as he said that, it felt like a chill ran down their spines, even in midsummer.

Dashiell’s pupils widened slightly, then quickly returned to normal, furrowing his brows in confusion, "I don’t understand what you’re saying."

Seeing that he didn’t admit it, Evander shifted his gaze away from him and looked at Scarlett Jennings,

"You should be able to see, right!"

Evander’s tone held a tinge of anger, but it wasn’t directed at Scarlett.

Scarlett wasn’t surprised that Evander suddenly addressed her.

Fellow practitioners always had a way of sensing each other’s aura.

Though she hadn’t met Evander before, she had heard about him from the Taoist at Clear Breeze Temple.

He had talent to spare, but his temperament needed more honing.

Obviously, this reality show was his method of improvement.

Scarlett originally thought she was pretty headstrong, but seeing Evander’s behavior, she felt she was relatively okay.

After some thought, instead of directly responding to Evander, she echoed a statement that left everyone bewildered.

"I’d also recommend the production team not let Dashiell participate in the next recordings."

Not only because he’s burdened by five lives, but also because the murderous aura around him could attract a Ferocious Fiend in a place heavy with yin.

As Scarlett said this, she subtly glanced towards Quincy Zimmerman.

If anyone in this group was likely to take her advice, it’d be Quincy, who had previously shown some belief in her.

Quincy... was just about to lose it, holding his head in disbelief.

He couldn’t believe Master Jennings was agreeing!

Could it be that Dashiell really was problematic?

But... kicking him out now would make the whole show the biggest joke in reality show history.

Barely five minutes into the broadcast and facing a temporary shutdown of a major incident.

He was deeply convinced of Scarlett Jennings’ capabilities; if she said Dashiell wasn’t fit for the next shoot, it might truly be inappropriate.

Thinking this, he subconsciously looked towards the program’s general director, Director Clark.

Meeting Quincy’s eyes, Director Clark’s face turned dark instantly, giving a fierce warning glare.

That look spoke volumes.

Shut up!

Don’t even think about it.

Director Clark would never allow such a blemish on his record.

Quincy gave Scarlett a helpless look.

Scarlett understood what the production team intended.

They could reveal the fact that Dashiell was a murderer, but they had no evidence.

Even though this reality show was using mysticism as a selling point, the production had many restrictions.

They couldn’t just summon a Shadow Spirit to identify the murderer on live television—it would only lead to irrational panic among netizens, and the show would have to be completely shut down.

They still had to complete this episode first.

Scarlett made her decision internally, but her facial expression remained mostly unchanged.

Perhaps because of her calm attitude, the netizens in the live broadcast were even more irate.

[Poser! Two amateurs ganging up on an artist, what are they thinking?]

[I know this chick, this is her debut! Now I get it, the script must be for her.]

[Terrific! The topic right from the start! But the production team is showing their greed too clearly!]

[Exactly who is propping up this "chosen girl," tell me who and watch me not beat them up!]

[I’m furious! Two against one! What did Dashiell ever do to them?!]

[Don’t want to see this Scarlett anymore, can she just leave?]

[We too suggest the production team disallow Scarlett Jennings from participating in further recordings!]

[Why can’t she just stay in her own domain? Why insist on meddling in the entertainment circle?]

Because of Scarlett’s statement, the screen was filled with dissatisfaction towards both Evander and ridicule aimed at Scarlett.

On screen, after hearing Scarlett echo Evander’s words, Dashiell’s back tensed up sharply; if he hadn’t tightly controlled his expressions for the camera, he might have already shown his panic.

What did they see?

Have they already figured out what he did?

Impossible...

He didn’t believe it.

How could such a thing be visible?

They must be bluffing him.

Scripted.

It was the production’s script.

Unlike the guests, Quincy kept an eye on the barrage of comments the whole time. Seeing the ridicule directed at Scarlett, he broke out in a sweat.

They couldn’t afford to let the netizens keep mocking.

"Where’s Sebastian?! Isn’t he here yet? Get him on stage!"

Quincy anxiously asked through the earpiece.

Right now, he could only rely on the star power of this big name to shift the audience’s attention.

As if sensing Quincy’s urgency, a slow and steady but magnetic voice came through the earpiece,

Laced with casualness yet undeniable,

"Here."