the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 89 ’Biluo’ Premieres, Sets Milestone Box Office Reco

Delphine took dicine for two days and her fever subsided, just when she received a call from her agent.

Kyla Zamora, who had finally managed to reach her, nearly jumped up in both relief and worry, exclaiming, "Finally, I got in touch with you! Your phone wasn’t working at all, and I asked Maximilian, but he wouldn’t say anything. I was so worried I could’ve died from the anxiety!"

Kyla had staked her entire career on Delphine. Seeing her vanish for several days, and with Maximilian’s cryptic refusal to provide answers, she was as frantic as a spinning top.

"The phone was out of battery earlier. Sister Kyla, I might need to take a long break. I can’t take on any more roles or appearances right now," Delphine said hoarsely.

The whip marks on her back needed ti to fade, during which she wouldn’t be able to do anything at all.

"Why on earth do you suddenly need to rest?" Kyla was shocked. But, considering the involvent of the aristocratic circles behind Delphine, she didn’t dare press further. Instead, she brought up recent good news, saying, "’Twin Flowers’ has been released. The box office numbers were no surprise—it surpassed a hundred million on the very first day."

For a grand fantasy production, this was a milestone. Not just the leading actors— even you have gone viral."

"Twin Flowers" had been playing for three days by now, maintaining high box office revenue and sparking widespread discussions.

"Especially the final scene in the drama, which was breathtakingly stunning. Many viewers are already clamoring for a sequel, and there are calls online for you and Charles Taylor, the Best Actor, to form a CP pairing."

Kyla spoke with mounting excitent. She had gone to see the premiere herself on the release day. In the drama’s final monts, the noble scion Yan Sheng takes the demoness Twin Flowers to retire in seclusion. They arrive at Sang Nation, and the cara pans to a thousand-year-old ironwood tree in full bloom.

With a flood of mories, the ironwood blossoms scatter through the sky like snow. Through this flurry of petals, Yan Sheng seems to glimpse a peerlessly beautiful woman in red slowly rging into one with the demoness Twin Flowers.

The director’s choice for such an ending caught everyone off guard. Post-viewing, fans engaged in fiery debates: Green Pearl ultimately transford into the Chenxiang Pearl, and the Chenxiang Pearl beca Twin Flowers’ heart. In the end, was Yan Sheng with Twin Flowers or Green Pearl?

The fans of both CP pairings were incredibly passionate, fueling a heated uproar online. What was indisputable, however, was that both Actress Natalia Zamora and Delphine were now famous. After all, in an era where beauty reigns supre, it’s all about appearance.

In just three short days since its release, several film companies and production crews had already started seeking out information on Delphine, eager to collaborate with her—not to ntion the wave of potential sponsors for endorsents. Kyla felt quite proud of herself. This was only Delphine’s first drama, and she’d rely played a supporting actress. Once "Twin Flowers" aired, showcasing both her stunning looks and acting prowess, coupled with its intricate script and suspenseful directing, Delphine was bound to beco even more popular.

Kyla, experienced as she was, rejected the multitude of sponsors and olive branches from production houses one by one. She only accepted scripts but, after much careful screening, hadn’t yet found the appropriate one, so she left things on hold.

Having worked as an agent for many years and been jaded by the ups and downs of this industry, she had long forgotten why she started. Yet, when she looked at Delphine, for so reason, she was reminded of her younger self—managing the best artists, becoming the most successful celebrity agent. Delphine gave her life a renewed sense of purpose.

Delphine hadn’t expected "Twin Flowers" to have already been out for three days. Upon learning of its impressive box office performance, her eyes lit up with a faint glow. The corner of her lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile as she murmured, "That’s for the best."

At that mont, Ignatius Leclair appeared at the bedroom door and saw her sitting barefoot on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Daylight pierced through the white jacquard curtains, casting a gentle, alabaster glow on her palm-sized delicately beautiful face.