At this moment, Hiram Southgate walked into the frame, angrily rebuking Vivian, "Bold! Someone come, take her away and lock her in the Cold Palace."
Vivian drew her sword and leapt up, pointing it at Hiram Southgate, "You are so passionately entangled, then I will make sure you are inseparable in life and death forever!"
The sword thrust forward, piercing right into Cynthia's heart area.
Blood spurted out, splattering onto Hiram Southgate's face. He was filled with grief and indignation, stumbling forward, "My beloved!!"
"Cut! Very good! Let's wrap up!"
As everyone cheered, Vivian and Hiram Southgate were about to leave.
Then, in the next second, someone suddenly let out a scream—Ah!
Everyone followed the voice and saw Cynthia's assistant slumped on the ground, terribly frightened.
"What's wrong?"
The assistant director hurried over, his right eye twitching uncontrollably, as if something were really about to happen.
