【Today's Breaking News】: Old Man Rhys passed away due to a heart condition at Central Hospital at ten o'clock tonight. The Rhys family is undergoing major changes, with constant squabbles amongst various factions. Why don't we all take a guess? With the departure of Old Man Rhys, can Simone Fielding, the resource-dependent star who could only enter the entertainment industry via the Rhys family, continue to survive?
With a "thud," a cell phone was slammed in front of Simone Fielding.
On it was today's news. It had only been two minutes since it was posted, and it had already sparked heated discussions.
"Simone Fielding, you should know that you are not a member of our Rhys family, and your surname is not Rhys." The one speaking was Madam Rhys, her voice icy cold, "Now that the old man is gone, isn’t it time for you to leave the Rhys family?"
"Do you still want to see the body of the old man? Let me tell you this, you have no right!”
In the hall, all the members of the Rhys family congregated.
They hardly paid attention to this disturbance, as they were seriously discussing the division of inheritance.
At this moment, Old Man Rhys's body had just been pushed to the morgue.
"Look again at how people on the internet are commenting about you. Do you think you're famous in the entertainment industry?" Madam Rhys scoffed, "The Rhys family has supported you for thirteen years. How did you repay us? All you know is to blacken our name."
Simone Fielding lowered her head. Strange memories were violently tumbling in her mind, causing pain to spread throughout her body.
By the time she put her tongue to her teeth, suppressed the sweet, metallic taste in her throat, and picked up a bandage to wrap her bleeding wrist, she glanced at her cell phone screen.
There are already thousands of comments under the news, all of them scolding.
【Although it's not nice to say, I still want to say, that now that Old Man Rhys is gone, let's see how Simone Fielding can continue to rub along in the entertainment industry.
【Great, great, it's a happy event. Simone Fielding can finally roll out of "Youth Boy", why would a person who can't sing or dance be a dance instructor in a boy group talent show?】
【Her face is always heavily made up, I don’t know how unsightly her bare face must be, when will she roll out of the entertainment industry?】
Madam Rhys saw her ignoring her, and her tone got higher: "Are you deaf?!"
Simone Fielding finally lifted her head, her lips still stained with blood, and her throat hoarsely responded, "Hm?"
She had gone without any makeup today, completely bare-faced.
The girl was extraordinarily beautiful in both features and bone structure.
Her skin was porcelain white, and her long hair was warm and soft.
She was delicately hazy, like an ancient painting faithfully reproduced, her beauty breathtaking.
On top of that, she had a pair of enchanting fox eyes that held back more than they said, adding a flash of sensual color; indeed, her face was flawless from every angle.
Yet, Madam Rhys despised this face the most.
For years, she had been on tenterhooks, living in fear of Simone Fielding seducing her son.
However, she couldn't figure out if there was something wrong with her; ever since Simone Fielding had entered the entertainment industry, she had always applied heavy, strange makeup on her face.
This had lessened Madam Rhys's worries somewhat.
Looking at the excessively beautiful face before her, Madam Rhys recalled something from a long time ago.
Thirteen years prior, when the old master Rhys went on a business trip to the Four Nine City and returned, a five-year-old girl had suddenly appeared by his side.
There was no denying that Simone Fielding had been beautiful even since she was a child, outshining every young missy of the Rhys family.
Despite all objections, old master Rhys signed an adoption agreement and brought her into the Rhys family.
Under his nurturing, Simone Fielding's treatment was no different from that of the Rhys family's direct descendants, even better at times.
Three years ago, for reasons unknown, Simone Fielding wanted to enter the entertainment industry. Grandpa Rhys agreed and even sent her abroad for further study.
However, Simone Fielding's professional skills were poor, and her makeup was unbearable to look at.
Even though she successfully debuted abroad and returned home to become a member of the popular girl group Starry Girls, the internet was filled with her haters who frequently made fun of Rhys's family.
Whenever Madam Rhys went out to socialize with the high society ladies, she was frequently asked about this, causing her to be very upset.
If not for Grandpa Rhys, why would she accept Simone Fielding staying in the Rhys family?
Simone Fielding leaned on the sofa, her hand propping up her head, the pain slowly subsiding.
A few seconds later, she finally accepted the fact that she tragically died in an explosion caused by a failed experiment, thus becoming a female celebrity entangled with negative news once again.
This incident told her not to drink coke when making anti-gravity armor.
The female celebrity had the same name as her.
Memories before the age of five were all hazy. As far as she could remember, she had always lived in the Rhys family home.
The only one in the Rhys family who cared about her was the old man who brought her back, Grandpa Rhys. He said her parents were both dead, and he would take care of her.
However, Grandpa Rhys was busy with business and often didn't return home.
She was constantly bullied by the several brothers and sisters of the Rhys family. This time, it almost cost her her life after an argument with the Rhys family's elder grandson, who had slashed her wrist.
Simone Fielding's long eyelashes dropped down, a hint of fierceness in her eyes.
In her previous life, she was also an orphan, luckily adopted and taken care of by her elder sister. Later, she joined a sect and ended up with a group of ill-heartened senior brothers and sisters.
Yet she still didn't get to enjoy life as she accidentally blew herself up.
Such a feat, no one else in her sect could compete. She had lived up to her nickname "Ghost Cry".
"That's enough, stop talking." Rhys Finch symbolically interrupted, "We should settle the inheritance issue first."
Lady Rhys sneered, "Looking at her, she probably intends to rely on us."
The adoption agreement was signed by the old master of the Rhys family. It cannot be violated or annulled by anyone else.
Now that Simone Fielding is an adult, if she does not consent, the adoption agreement cannot be terminated.
Simone Fielding stood up, her gaze finally landed on Lady Rhys.
She had a bandage wrapped around her wrist, from which blood was slowly seeping out.
It was a sight that made one's heart tremble, but she acted as if she couldn't feel any pain - her fox-like eyes bending, turning, glistening with life.
The corner of Simone Fielding's lips curled up into a slow smile. She said: "Get lost."
"......"
The hall was momentarily silent.
The large number of people from the Rhys family also stopped their conversations, looking in astonishment.
What Simone Fielding was usually like in the Rhys family, they all knew.
She always concurred meekly, not even daring to lift her head, let alone talk back to Madam Rhys.
Madam Rhys, seething with rage and her eyes popping, stepped forward to grab the girl's hand, "Simone Fielding, are you defying us?"
Simone Fielding cocked her head, with an icy smile on her lips. Heedlessly looking down upon her, still the same word: "Scram."
Madam Rhys, in an attempt to catch herself, stumbled a few steps back in her high heels.
Rhys Finch caught her in time, also barking, "Simone Fielding!"
Simone Fielding put on her coat and, without turning her head, went straight downstairs.
"She dares to defy us?" Madam Rhys huffed and puffed, clearly infuriated, "Once she's out of the Rhys family, let's see how she can still laugh, I'll remember today's incident, mark my words!"
Rhys Finch, however, took a glancing glimpse back at her, his eyebrows knit in a slight frown.
Something was wrong with Simone Fielding today, had she lost her mind due to a shock?
However, this had nothing to do with him. Simone Fielding was leaving the Rhys family soon, he neither had the time nor the mood to educate a stranger.
**
Third floor, Emergency Department.
The doctor on duty was a woman in her fifties. She frowned, "Hand."
Simone Fielding closed her eyes, and extended her hand, obediently.
"What happened to get you this hurt?" The female doctor unwrapped the gauze, gasping, "Couldn't you have discussed whatever it was with your family, instead of hurting yourself?"
"What a fine body this young girl has, why doesn't she cherish it?"
Simone Fielding blinked her endearing fox-like eyes, repentant, "Sister, I made a mistake."
Her eyes were profoundly black, transparently bright, lash wings long and thick, fluttering against her cheeks like the gentle beat of butterfly wings.
A few strands of broken hair hung down, set off by her porcelain-white skin, carved like jade.
No one can resist the face of Simone Fielding.
The heart of the female doctor became soft: "I am available during the emergency hours every Wednesday and Friday. If you encounter any difficulties in the future and can't find anyone, come to find me."
Simone Fielding had a move in her eyes, and sweetly said, "Thank you, sister."
The female doctor lowered her head to stitch her up, sounding annoyed, "Don't call me sister, I'm old enough to be your mother. Sit still and don't move."
Simone Fielding: "..."
She might have been a sycophant to the wrong person.
"Do you have a needle, auntie? Could you prick me here?" Simone Fielding pointed out an acupuncture point and smiled, "It stops the bleeding quickly."
The female doctor was surprised at this moment, "Does the young girl know medicine?"
Being able to easily name a bleeding-stopping acupuncture point, she must have done some research on ancient healing practices.
Not at all modest, Simone Fielding, nonchalant, "Just average; ranked third in the world."
Female doctor: "..."
She's acting as if she's going through a phase of middle-second disease just like her daughter.
After stitching up Simone Fielding's wound and applying antiseptic, the female doctor cautioned her, "Absolutely don't allow the wound to touch any water, and avoid any vigorous movement with your left hand. Come back after a week for a dress change. Ask for me directly. Here are some oral medications as well."
Simone Fielding nods her thanks, accepting the prescription before heading downstairs to the dispensary.
She leisurely opens her Facebook wallet, bowing her head to check the balance.
Balance: 250.
"..."
Great, even numerical values are mocking her for being the fool who managed to blow herself up.
Simone Fielding pockets her phone, her expressionless face headed towards the pharmacy entrance.
When had she ever been this broke?
It was still pretty cold in the early spring; the wind was even stronger at night.
Simone Fielding wraps herself in her coat and walks towards the back door of the hospital.
There's a black sedan parked there; its surface marred with scratches and worn marks. It seemed quite old, likely a model from at least a decade back.
She remembered this car.
Last year, on her coming-of-age ceremony, Elder Master Rhys had gifted her a car as a present. However, it was later snatched away by Miss Rhys of the third branch, who instead gave her this outdated vehicle.
middle second disease is a Japanese term often used to describe early teens who have delusions of grandeur, who desperately want to stand out that they have convinced themselves they have hidden knowledge or secret powers.
Simone Fielding indifferently opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.
There was a small calendar in front of the car, and the date on it was clear.
Summer Calendar, 2025.
She held the calendar and clicked her tongue, "It's 2025 now..."
She had been dead for three years.
She didn't expect that she would not only resurrect from the dead but also move to three years later.
The events of these three years were a blank to her. The time wasn't long, but it was enough to change everything.
Now, she was in The Britannia Empire, too far away from her sect, and she couldn't even return.
Even if she returned, who would believe she wasn't dead?
Simone Fielding opened a bottle of cola that she had just bought from a vending machine, and her smile deepened: "Whether in death or life, I drink you. My love for you is deep indeed."
At two o'clock in the morning, the surround sound was very silent, and the night sky was devoid of stars or moonlight.
There was a cool breeze coming through the window, causing a shift in Simone Fielding's gaze.
It was the smell of fresh blood. Light and slight, mixed with an elusive shallow fragrance, it was overshadowed.
But having been battling and killing over the years, she was very sensitive to this scent.
Simone Fielding took another sip of cola and tightened the cap.
She's penniless now and doesn't fancy wasting cola.
However, her other hand has already found the screwdriver left in the car.
It's just a matter of seconds. The locked car door is silently opened.
An icy chill encroaches and the scent of blood dramatically intensifies.
It's a man.
He is tall and upright, with broad shoulders, a perfect waistline, and solid, lean legs.
In the dark, unlit night, Winslow Clara, not having night vision training, couldn't see his appearance clearly.
A faint smile lies in the corner of her eyes as she props up her head to look at him, nonchalantly tossing a cola bottle in one hand.
The girl's fearless expression causes the man's actions to pause.
But he didn’t forget the crucial matter and leaned down slightly.
"Hush." His graceful fingers hover gently over her lips.
At the same time, the other hand closes the car door.
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