the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 51 He Found the Pure yet Evil Female Lead

When Delphine had previously read this script, she had already contemplated how to portray the role. She barely gave it much thought, prepared for a few minutes, and then nodded towards the staff before stepping onto the stage.

The audition hall was a conference room rented temporarily, with a fairly large stage conducive to the actors’ performances.

Delphine braided her long hair, leaving wisps of soft strands to fra her forehead. Her entire expression shifted—she instantly transford into a pure teenage girl, face pale and bloodless, her dark eyes fraught with panic. She moved a rocking chair onto the stage, lying sideways in a defensive posture on the chair, eyes closed as though she had descended into a deep state of hypnosis. Her face showed signs of struggle, a trace of pain flickering through her delicate features.

Hypnotist: It was Friday. You ca ho from school and gently pushed open that door. Behind it, what did you see?

The girl’s hoarse, broken voice echoed: "It was my mother, cooking... And my father, drunk, smashing things."

Hypnotist: And then?

The girl’s expression grew more anguished, her voice rasping and urgent: "My father kept smashing things... and hitting her. I rushed over, and then my mother scread."

Her voice abruptly stopped.

The hypnotist quickened his tone: What happened next?

Theodore Hughes: He tried to strangle .

The girl’s voice suddenly turned icy cold.

The hypnotist was shocked and asked urgently: What happened afterward?

The girl, curled on the chair and deep in hypnosis, suddenly opened her eyes. Her pitch-black gaze resembled the night, carrying an exquisite hint of sinister brilliance. She fixed her gaze on the counselor before her, pulling out a silent smile—soft yet chilling—as she spoke gently, almost icily: "He died."

The young girl, reclining on the chair, possessed an extraordinarily beautiful face. The smile at the corner of her lips was pure and simultaneously wicked, sending a shiver down one’s spine.

The hypnotic state was forcibly interrupted.

The audition hall fell into silence.

The director, Theodore Hughes, appeared beyond stunned—his hand holding the script trembled slightly. It was that feeling, the wicked smile hidden beneath an innocent deanor, as though a pure soul had plumted into the abyss of darkness. After searching for so long, he had finally found the "ti" he envisioned.

The audition scene provided only the background and dialogue; everything else relied entirely on the actors to fill in with their performances. Theodore Hughes stood up from his seat as Delphine on stage had already collected all her emotions. She rose and bowed to the judging panel.

"Can you share your interpretation of the audition scene?" Theodore Hughes stopped her, his voice tinged with excitent as he asked.

Delphine lifted her gaze to the forty-sothing man before her—an individual who had experienced life’s ups and downs. After years of sinking into dishevelnt, he had grown out his hair—his only remaining passion seemingly the love for cinema.

"The audition piece provided context—it’s a scene between the girl and the hypnotist. The dialogue reveals that the girl is recalling a brutally violent murder scene. ’He died.’ The three words she uttered about the murder suggest her childhood was extrely tragic, overflowing with hatred for her parents. She might even have had a hand in leading the events toward the murder." Delphine spoke calmly and clearly.

The judges erupted into discussion.

It was the first ti during all the auditions that soone had delivered the most genuine and insightful analysis of the female lead.

Delphine, having read the script, knew the real story was even more shocking.

Theodore Hughes’s eyes sparkled, faintly tinged with wetness as he looked at Delphine and spoke warmly: "I’m Theodore Hughes. I’m delighted to have you join the ’Twin Flowers’ cast."

The lead actress was practically confird on the spot.

Delphine smiled, her voice low and hoarse as she replied, "Director Hughes, I’m excited to make your film."