Chapter 384

Rachel's palms were slick with cold sweat.

Her fingers trembled uncontrollably.

She stared at the scattered equipment parts on the ground, her throat tight.

"I..." Her lips parted, but no sound came out.

Leo yanked her arm. "Rachel, we need to go!"

They fled like rabbits chased by hunters, their footsteps frantic.

Evelyn's silhouette dragging four trees cast a harsh shadow under the sunlight.

"How could she..." Leo's voice caught in his throat.

Rachel dug her nails deep into her palms.

The director's furious roar echoed from afar. "Rachel! Have you lost your mind?"

The cameraman cradled the broken camera, his eyes red-rimmed. "My livelihood..."

Rachel's lips turned bloodless.

She realized her slap might have destroyed more than just the camera.

"It's over..." she murmured.

Leo pulled out his phone, fingers flying across the screen. "I'm calling the PR team now."

The live chat exploded.

[Is Rachel insane?]

[That's intentional destruction of production property!]

[First accusing Evelyn of cheating, now smashing cameras. These siblings are something else.]

Evelyn dropped the trees with a thud, kicking up dust.

She turned just in time to see Rachel's fleeing figure.

"Tch." Her lips curled in disdain.

The director stormed over. "Evelyn, about what just—"

"Not my problem," she cut him off. "Someone's reaping what they sowed."

The director hesitated, then sighed.

Rachel's hysterical scream pierced the air. "It was an accident! Stop filming!"

Evelyn brushed wood chips from her hands, her gaze icy.

This farce was only beginning.