landbeastnovel Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Sarah Hugo.
An actress from commoners, she was now the most popular woman in the capital.
This time,
“Oh, Simon. my sun, my moon. My breath, all my time. My longing for you cannot quench death.”
All the audience held their breath and stared at Sarah Hugo on stage.
Sarah Hugo, who left her last line, stabbed herself in the chest with the dagger she was holding and soon collapsed, with face contorted in pain.
‘Woah, she’s really good at acting.’
I was surprised enough when she spoke her lines filled with emotions, and her acting of suicide in the end surprised me further. It was exactly as the rumors said.
‘It makes the blood in me boil!’
I debuted in my childhood and lived more than half of my short life as an actress.Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com
At first, I entered the entertainment industry thanks to my unique bearing and beauty of mixed race, but, no matter how it started, acting was my vocation. I can’t help but be excited about the great performance I haven’t seen in a long time coming from a famous actor.
Perhaps I wasn’t the only one who was moved, as all the audience in the theater were soaked in the breathtaking, lingering emotions.
“She’s really good at acting, right?”
“Well, it’s all right.”
Dad, who was sitting next to me, nodded his head without much emotion.
‘I can’t believe such a talented person will commit suicide at a young age. As expected, the bad side of the entertainment industry in this world is no different from that world.’
I soon looked at the stage where the lights went out and clicked my tongue.
Sarah Hugo, a genius actress, would commit suicide a few years from now, just like the heroine of this play, at the age of less than 30.
Gossip lovers would be busy making fun of her, guessing the reason for her suicide, but no one knew for sure why she made that choice at such a young age.
‘But I know it all too well.’
After seeing Sarah Hugo’s performance today, I was convinced.
‘She must have wanted to die because she couldn’t continue her favorite acting and had to live a life she didn’t want.’
In her heyday, when her popularity peaked, she retired and became the mistress of an old count.
It was quite common for beautiful commoner actresses in the capital to become mistresses of wealthy aristocrats and lead a comfortable life.
Thus, when Sarah Hugo became the mistress of the count and announced her retirement, her fans did not question the decision, though they might feel sorry. It is a natural step that all popular actresses follow.
‘However, rather than choosing to become a mistress in order to live comfortably, she must have been threatened. Even now, there must be one or two leeches making proposals to make Sarah Hugo their mistress.’
Since I had lived as an actress, I could tell just by looking at Sarah Hugo acting. She was a real actress who loved acting and a woman who took pride in her life as an actress.
Unfortunately, however, the aristocratic society was not easy enough for a beautiful commoner actress to act freely.
‘The acting that you like so much. Do whatever you want in this life.’
I jumped up to put the plan into action. Dad, who had his arms crossed and leaned intently in the chair, looked up at me.
“Wait here a little bit, Dad. I’m going to get Sarah Hugo’s autograph.”
“What? Wait...”
Leaving my frantic father behind, I quickly headed for the waiting room at the back of the theater.
In front of the waiting room, there were already a lot of people trying to hold Sarah Hugo’s hand at least once.
I said as I pushed the arm of the man standing in the back with the fan I was holding.
“Can you spare me a moment?”
Sarah’s eyes widened.
“That’s right, too! If you don’t pay attention to that part, Helga might just appear as a flat character, like a villain blinded by her love.”
“Yes.”
“Helga is obviously guilty, but I felt like I had to express it in a way that could convince the audience. So I practice that part over and over again before I go to sleep.”
Sarah, who was very excited, looked at me with a smile and said with emotion.
“I’ve heard a lot of impressions so far, but Princess’ impressions are somewhat different. The fact that you recognize what I’ve been thinking about a lot...”
Sarah added with a look of joy and surprise.
“Your presence alone is an honor for me, and I didn’t think you would be so well versed in acting, so I’m very happy right now. Thank you for your kind words.”
“What are you saying? Thank you so much for showing me a really good performance.”
I debuted at the age of 6 and have been an actor almost all my life, so if I have a similar perspective to ordinary people, then I must have a problem.
Sarah continued to chatter with an excited look on her face as she was happy to meet someone she could communicate with for the first time in a while.
“Well, Princess, if you don’t mind, I’ll treat you to a meal, so let’s talk a little more...”
It was then.
Knock, knock. Along with an urgent knock, the voice of a theater company official passed through the door.
“S-Sarah, Count Erghetti is on his way...”
Sarah’s expression hardened visibly.
Count Erghetti. It was the old nobleman who had Sarah as his mistress in her last life.
‘I’m guessing it’s the one who made Sarah decide to commit suicide.’
Sarah got up with a darkened complexion and walked towards the waiting room door. At the same time, the door swung open.
“Sarah!”
“C-Count...”
Count Erghetti, who burst in with no courtesy, looked like he was 20 years older than my father.
He hugged Sarah and buried his face in the nape of her neck.
‘Is he mad?’
I jumped up and walked over to them.
“D-Don’t do this. There’s a guest who came first.”
Sarah’s expression, which was not hidden even if she tried to hide it, was full of displeasure and disgust.
At Sarah’s words, the count found me just then and muttered with an annoyed face to the unexpected disturber.
“... What?”
The sly hand was still holding Sarah’s arm.
Holding back my nausea, I slapped his hand violently with the fan I was holding.
“Huh.”
“W-What’s with this...”
The count flinched in surprise, and Sarah swallowed her breath.
I shot back, showing my irritated expression without filtering.
“Get your hands off her.”