the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 445: The Entire Entertainment Sector Was Shaken, Fan

A week after the trial, it was ti for the International Film Festival’s award ceremony. Due to Delphine being entangled in a lawsuit, her agent Kyla Zamora led the team to attend the festival on her behalf.

On the evening of the awards, as the host announced the na of the Best Actress, Yun Ji had just prepared a tableful of dishes. The three of them—father, daughter, and Desmond Wood—sat around the table, enjoying their al.

The studio’s behind-the-scenes team photographer started a livestream, and Kyla Zamora was so thrilled it was as if she had won the award herself.

Delphine felt at peace inside. "The Riverscape Chronicles," a heavily period-thed art film, was never intended to be a comrcial movie; its purpose was always about winning awards.

"Delphine, you know, before coming to Nanyang, I specially watched the two films you starred in," Desmond Wood, who had been in high spirits these days thanks to the endless array of delicious Nanyang cuisine, said while stuffing food into his mouth. "Didn’t see much amazing acting, but you sure are beautiful."

"I watched them too. I’m a loyal fan of yours." Yun Ji, the forty-sothing middle-aged man, said a bit bashfully.

Delphine blushed slightly, smiled without responding, and continued eating quietly. Such a warm and ordinary life was sothing she had never dared to dream of.

anwhile, in the livestream, Kyla Zamora had already gone onstage to accept the award, delivering heartfelt words of gratitude and then breaking into tears under the spotlight.

After receiving the prestigious Best Actress award, Kyla Zamora sent Delphine a ssage, asking, "Are you certain?"

Delphine glanced at her cheerful and open-hearted father and the food-obsessed, doll-like face beside him, then replied with a single word: "Yes."

As Delphine beca the dark horse who, within a year of debuting, won Best Actress for her third film, fans were ecstatic and overwheld by the heavenly news. At the sa ti, her studio posted an announcent on their official account: "This is Delphine’s first Best Actress award. Thank you for being with her all along. Following this, Delphine will bid everyone farewell and enter an indefinite hiatus from acting."

The mont the announcent was released, it shocked the entire Entertainnt Sector. Fans felt like their world was collapsing. That night, Weibo crashed entirely.

Having risen from a frozen career phase and the lowest point in her life to soaring heights, then announcing her retirent while at her peak, Delphine beca the first in the Entertainnt Sector in the past twenty years to do so.

In the Ludd Estate, Maximilian was just about to report on Desmond Wood’s background identity when he heard about Delphine’s retirent announcent and froze for a mont.

"Mr. Ludd, Delphine has announced her retirent."

The man sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, with several bottles of red wine on the coffee table and his handso face obscured in the dim light. Hearing this, his gravelly voice responded with a short "Hmm."

In recent days, the man had fallen sick with a cold and stubbornly refused to take any dicine, drinking red wine instead. His cold worsened, and even his voice now carried a nasal tone.

Since being transferred to Nanyang six years ago, Maximilian had never seen Mr. Ludd in such a disheveled state. He cautiously advised, "Delphine has health issues. Retiring to rest and recover is good. But the studio invested ten billion before, and less than a tenth of it has been spent. If Mr. Ludd has ti, you should et Delphine and discuss how to handle the remaining funds."

Maximilian racked his brains to co up with this excuse. While Mr. Ludd was extravagant with money, nine billion in funds would be sufficient reason for a eting.

Yes, go take your dicine and et her. Ahem—no, don’t take the dicine, just go et her. Who knows, maybe Delphine will soften her heart when she sees you.

The disheveled, silent man heard this and slightly lifted his gaze, asking hoarsely, "Has the doll-faced girl’s identity been uncovered yet?"