Chapter 1786

Dianal let go and took two steps back, her face pale.

At that moment, the server, who had been locked up for seven days, was released.

He walked out the door and into a car parked not too far away.

Zenovia sat there with the back window halfway down.He was signaled to get into the car.

The moment he sat down, he started frantically begging, "Ms.Livingston, I swear that I didn’t sell you
out.Please, let me go."

Zenovia took an envelope filled with cash out of her bag and handed it to him.

"I know you wouldn't, so you’ve earned this."

The server took the envelope, and it was heavy and thick.

There was quite an amount in it.

Zenovia turned to look at him with a smile and said, "I need you to do something for me."

He looked shocked and immediately gave the money back to her.

"Ms.Livingston, I can’t be locked up again—"

"Don’t worry.You won’t be this time."

Zenovia cut him off and pushed the envelope back to him.

"You just need to clarify something."



He was curious, so he carefully asked what it was.

Zenovia leaned closer and whispered into his ears, shocking the server.

The Drama, Theatre, and Film students were in the midst of an exam, and it was one of the harder
topics for their final year paper.

Even though each student had the same script, what was different was that there would be situations
that required improvisation, and only the professors knew about it.

The students would have to improvise without a chance to prepare when they came across those
situations.

That was to test how well they would perform as actors.

The students memorized the script inside out, but nobody knew what would happen during their
performances.

Once there was a change in the performance, the lines would have to be improvised, and it would test
how fast the students could adapt to make it run smoothly.

That was harder than performing without a script.

Daisie sat there memorizing the script because she wanted to get as much in as possible.

The student next to her saw that she was still memorizing the script, so she was curious.

"Daisie, why are you still memorizing? Didn’t the professor say that we can’t rely too much on the
script?"

Daisie looked up and smiled.



"I know, but we need to follow the script before it changes." The student sighed.

"This is too difficult, and we have to improvise.My heart won't be able to take it."

Daisie patted her shoulder, "It’s fine, believe in yourself."

She smiled.

"Thanks."

The students who were going through the test didn’t manage to improvise because the script and
storyline changed, or there were sudden interruptions.

Some of the improvisations veered off script and ended clumsily.It was finally Daisie’s turn.She was a
cancer patient based on the script.

Facing the diagnosis about her late stage, she wanted to end her life to escape the pain.

Daisie was full of emotion.She stood on the window ledge with empty eyes and started reciting her
lines.

The professor who acted as the doctor suddenly showed up and said they had made a
misdiagnosis.She was cancer-free.

Daisie paused because that wasn’t part of the script.

That was a change.

Daisie was surprised but then asked, "Are you joking!?"


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