Johnathan now didn't just look at Ernest as the way he looked at a talent, a precious gem.It was more complicated, brimming with the surprise to see how Ernest organized the film project, the creativity of the way Ernest trained his actor, and the pity as Johnathan had to see a star which would never shine.He didn't know why Ernest had decided to invest in this filmm project and try to create a masterpiece, but it's obvious that he would have no chance at all.Though he didn't mean to, it was Ernest himself who caused the drastic downfall of Mitchell Entertainment’s stock price, just thank to a thirty-second video.Mitchell Entertainment was a big company, and Adam Mitchell was a petty man. How could he let someone like Ernest appear and slowly dominate all the markets?Adam would stop him, and his family would follow after this.Ernest was a genius, and he even came from a wealthy family which had given him money and opportunity for him to play with his talent. But his identity wo
Johnathan immediately turned his eyes at Ernest, sighing.He had just said that Ernest was rational, and now he did it? Challenging?Definitely, Johnathan was not the only one to think so. Harry couldn't hold back smirking when he heard Ernest’s words resounding as if it's just a childish game.For God's sake, Harry didn't hate Ernest anymore after realizing that Ernest was just a weird genius, not a scammer.But that impression couldn't change the fact that phone couldn't be able to make a film!“What do you say? Challenge me?” Harry asked back with the unhidden humiliation shown between his narrowed eyebrows.Ernest shook his head. “I don't mean that.”“But you've just challenged me with this stupid issue!” Harry growled. “There is another way to solve it, and all it takes is just bringing a professional camera! Why are you insisting on using phones?”“People produce phones for personal purposes, not for professional filming! How could it conduct what the manuscript requires?”“Plea
Surely, Kelvin wasn't the only one to question that.Ernest was holding the phone, staring at the ‘scene’ to the point his eyeballs were about to roll off his face.He saw Kelvin’s hair falling, and he could swear on his experience that the sword Monkey was holding was never a prop.It was a fcking real sword!!!His hands were trembling for a second, but Ernest held it back. Innumerable questions showed up in his mind like mushrooms growing after the heavy rain.What the fck was happening!?You bastard, Monkey! Why the fck could you bring an entire sword to the filming site? What the fck were you thinking?When did he do that? Why did Ernest know nothing about this? Ernest just wanted to scam Kelvin, and punching him was his limit! He didn't want to kill anyone, and even live streamed that!!!Ernest didn't have time to analyze if Monkey did it on purpose or just an idiot did something idiotic.He had to stop this scene in an artistic way to hide this, but he couldn't shout something l
“So you actually think that bringing a real sword to this filming site is reasonable?”At the other distant corner, Ernest, the monster in Kelvin's words, was growling with a low voice, staring at the Monkey.Monkey put the sword back in its case, not even caring about Ernest's deadly eyes on him. He raised his eyebrows, asking back.“You didn't tell me that there is any usable prop at all, so that means I can bring my sword with me, isn't it?”“Moreover, you can see how Kelvin improved after my slash. If I didn't use a real sword, he would never be terrified and become so realistic.”“I just help you, Ernest. Why are you so angry?”Ernest gnashed his teeth. Now he felt blessed that he was no longer a human. Because if he was still a human, Ernest would definitely pass out because of those arrogant words.Help? What the fck was it?Hadn't he known that a few years in the price had just passed through his head? Hadn't he known that all his actions were live streamed in real time?What
Ernest…”“No.” Not letting Kelvin say a word, Ernest rejected immediately. “That scene will notp be recorded again.”Kelvin was just an outsider, so he knew nothing about Monkey. That young gangster didn't like Ernest, and if it's not for Dean, he would pick up his sword and slash at Ernest anytime.Couldn't cut Ernest into pieces? No problem, Monkey would definitely be pleased to slash Kelvin instead.But Ernest's goal was just spending his money, fck.Therefore, no fighting scene would be filmed before Ernest found a way to solve this problem.Ernest felt that he had to work more than usual to waste 20,000 USD, however, there was always some silly thing jumping into an issue and becoming its part.“Why? Why don't you do that again? Isn’t it effective?” Kelvin saw Ernest walking farther and farther in the dark, so he followed up with an attempt to persuade Ernest.“If you find using real sword may be dangerous, then-”“Kelvin, it’s not about safety. I know that we all trust in Monkey
The shocking news that Ernest was missing couldn't hide away from Dean even for a moment, because he had already asked Olivia with the clever mind. [Where is the young master?] Olivia didn't have time to reply to him, but Dean had interrupted her with a cold voice. [Let me guess, Monkey is standing right next to you, and the young master is missing, right?] Monkey opened his mouth without a word, and that situation lasted till the moment Dean came and gave him a hard punch at Monkey's face. Thump! The attack was unforeseen and fast like a flash, so that Monkey got punched, staggering, and falling to the floor while Dean started scolding him. “What the fck is in your brain, Monkey? Is it full of toilet water?” Dean growled. “I have told you to follow the young master! Am I unqualified to give you a command?” “I-I was just a bit unpleasant…” Monkey tried to explain, but at the same time, his nostrils started bleeding. He looked up at Dean’s furious eyes, one hand coveri
If Ernest was alive with his brain working well like any other alive people, he would do something else. Ernest didn't know what it was, because he was already dead, and he wasn't even scared of hard punches, which caused no pain in his dead body. After minutes of thinking, he looked up at the kidnapper, tilting his head in curiosity. “Um… why don't you think that I'm Ernest Eswaranski?” The bearded man burst into laughter as if he had just heard something funny. He looked at his people, pointing at Ernest. “Look at this poor kid, guys. Now he even tries to fool us in such a silly way to protect Ernest Eswaranski!” The other guys, who were standing behind him, laughed at Ernest. “Ha ha ha!” “How funny it is, big brother!” Not letting Ernest have time to consider if he should prove that he was himself, a mysterious notification sound echoed in his ears, giving him an answer for all the weird things above. [Ding!] [REMINDER 1: After proceeding for 5 hrs, we are pleased to anno
As expected, the blade, which was about to turn Ernest into a disabled man, had stopped just inches away from his thumb finger.Ernest stared at the blade, feeling like his silent heart had worked again and raced like hell in his chest. He sighed, despite his stopped respiratory system.So his arm was safe for a while.Fck.People said death was the end of everything. Ernest had already died, but troubles also followed him even after death, dammit! If he wasn't fast enough, Ernest would have been rested in pieces!!!The bearded man smirked when he heard Ernest screamed in terror.This teenager seemed to be loyal at first—he even said that he was Ernest Eswaranski to fool them, but, see? Just a bit of a threat and he said the truth in such an easy way.He waved his subordinate to withdraw the blade, then raised his eyebrows at Ernest.“Huh? He is Ernest Eswaranski?”Ernest glanced at Kelvin's shocked expression, then the sock still put in his eyes before nodding at the kidnapper.“Yes,