After I finished my scenes today, my dad called and asked me to go back home to visit the grave.

He said he dreamed of my grandpa last night. He cried and said it was too tough and he needed money. He wanted me to burn some for him.

Recently, it wasn't any holiday season. I searched a lot of places to barely buy some paper money.

I also arranged a luxury car and house for grandpa. Since my grandma was down there too, I didn't arrange any beauties.

With all this delay, it was already 3 AM when I went back home.

I planned to sleep and go early the next morning, but my dad suddenly called saying grandpa came to him crying again.

Helpless, I had to rush to Grandpa's grave in the middle of the night.

However!

When I just arrived, I saw a bunch of people gathered around Grandpa's grave!

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After checking their flashlights and other lighting devices, I confirmed they were all alive.

I rushed over in a flash.

And then, I saw a shocking scene!

Grandpa's grave had been dug up.

Digging it up was bad enough, but they were also about to open the coffin.

Grandpa had been dead for about ten years. "Who does this?"

I couldn't hold back and rushed to beat up the leading man.

He fought back at first, but I soon overpowered him.

When he was lying on the ground bruised and swollen, I stepped on his chest and roared, "Tell me, why are you digging up my grandpa's grave?"

The scene was silent.

I turned around and saw everyone looking at me in terror.

It was as if I had done something outrageous.

I rolled my eyes and pressed down harder with my foot.

"Cough, cough! Let go first."

Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, I looked down.

Holy crap!

Isn't this the business tycoon Grayson Allen?

My foot slightly loosened, and I awkwardly moved back.

Then I stepped back.

Grayson struggled to get up. But for a long time, he was still unable to move.

I've always been law-abiding and helpful since I was a kid.

I bent down and lifted him up.

Yes, I grabbed him by the chin with one hand, looking incredibly cool.

His face was dark. I suddenly remembered the rumors about him.

Arrogant, petty, and unpredictable...

None of them were good words.

A chill ran down my back, and I quietly wanted to run away.

But wait, why should I run?

"Who cares if he's a business tycoon? Digging up my grandpa's grave is not okay."

So, I glared at him and said, "Who told you to dig up my grandpa's grave?"

Hearing this question again, Grayson frowned and hesitantly asked, "Is this your grandpa's grave?"

I was angry.

"Hey! Didn't you check the tombstone after digging for so long?"

After saying that, I walked to the fallen tombstone. I turned on the flashlight on my phone and showed it to him.

"See, the Tomb of Dylan Clark!

"My grandpa is Dylan Clark!"

Grayson's frown deepened. "Impossible. My grandpa is Dylan Clark!"

"I've seen people rob and assault others.

But it's my first time seeing someone steal a grandpa."

So, I pulled out my phone and found a family photo.

"See for yourself! Who is Dylan Clark's grandpa!"

Grayson took the phone in disbelief and repeatedly compared the names.

He apologized to me awkwardly.

"I'm sorry. When my grandpa was buried, some idiot put my parents' photos in the coffin.

"That's their only photo together. That's why I rushed here in the middle of the night to dig up the grave."

After saying that, he became flustered.

He actually had a very handsome face that exuded a strong sense of authority.

His thick eyebrows and blue eyes gave him a sharp and intense look.

But at that moment, he looked like a kid who had done something wrong. With his head hanging down, he gave off a strong sense of cute contrast.

"I'm always soft-hearted, especially when seeing a handsome guy looking worried.

Besides, I've already hit him, and he's apologized. I'm not unreasonable."

I waved my hand generously, indicating it was fine. After all, it wasn't his fault my grandpa had the same name as his grandpa.

But then I realized a problem. The grave was dug up. Who was going to bury it back?

I stared intently at Grayson.

He seemed to catch my drift and waved his hand. The others started moving.

Suddenly, they were all lively and working energetically.

By the time the grave was reburied, it was past five o'clock.

I hurriedly burned the paper money and luxury items I bought for my grandpa.

I told him to be more generous with my grandma and not to be so stingy.

Then I knelt down and kowtowed.

I prayed for him to bless me with winning the Best Actress award soon so I could retire.

I prayed for him to help me find a handsome boyfriend soon and have kids.

After all that, I stood up and calmly walked out under the gaze of Grayson and his group.

"What's the big deal? Everyone has dreams, right?

What's the big deal? Everyone wants love and comfort, right?

Why are they so shocked!

Look at them, acting like they've never seen anything like this before!"

I thought that was the end of it.

After all, he's a big shot in the business world. I'm just a small-time actress.

Not even a small-time actress, just an extra.

But the next day, "Sofia Beats Up Business Tycoon" trended on social media.

I kicked the tall, slender Grayson to the ground in the leaked video.

Then I punched him in the face.

"Oh my God, where did this crazy woman come from? How dare she hit my husband?"

"This is a public crime. Arrest her and throw her in jail."

"The way she fights, she must have done this before. Police, investigate her."

At this point, I hadn't been recognized yet.

Most netizens just thought I was a crazy woman.

Until the newly crowned Best Actress, Natalie Baker, posted a video nervously saying, "I think I know this woman. Her name is Sofia Clark. She almost played my maid once.

"She's notoriously bad-tempered. When she was acting..."

At this point, Natalie suddenly looked terrified, as if she recalled a bad memory.

Then she awkwardly stuck out her tongue and ended the video.

Then my Twitter was flooded with mentions, and the curious public found out I was a small-time actress.

Well.

"With only 2.08 million followers, how dare she hit someone?

And she hit the nation's darling."

Ridiculous!

They cursed me to death.

In just a few minutes, I went from being unknown to being cursed by everyone online.

Even my small group of beauty fans turned against me.

They sent me private messages, cursing me to die a miserable death.

They bought trending topics and made "Sofia Out Of Entertainment" go viral.

They also photoshopped memorial photos of me and sent funeral wreaths.

Even young people passionately said they wanted to throw acid at me.

I suddenly became famous everywhere.

Natalie tried to make trouble again.

She made a video. she wore a little white dress, angrily accusing me, "It's one thing to bully me on set. But why bully Grayson too?

"He's so thin and handsome. How cruel are you?

"I suspect you have some antisocial personality disorder.

"Sofia, I'm officially telling you. If you apologize to Grayson, I'll immediately forgive your previous rudeness.

"Otherwise, I'll sue you!"

Her tearful accusations made me look like a wicked villain.

With the subtle guidance in the comments, some people even suspected I was a super-male.

"Please!

Super-male means boy, okay?

How could I have an extra Y chromosome?"

I was so angry that I cursed in my mansion.

When did I ever hit Natalie?

In the last crew, I finally got a maid role with a few lines.

But after the shooting started, Natalie thought I was too pretty and similar to her, so she fired me.

Natalie's assistant told me this gleefully as I left.

She arrogantly warned me, "As long as Natalie is around, you'll never have a chance!

"If you're smart, go back and find a factory job. Or don't blame Natalie for being rude..."

I almost punched her, but held back for the sake of future roles.

I didn't have core competitiveness, and Natalie was a newly crowned Best Actress. The director wouldn't scold her for me.

He would only blacklist me indefinitely for Natalie.

And Grayson had no sense of morality.

"You dug up my grandfather's grave, I beat you up.

Isn't that clear the things?

Why expose me? And edited the video.

You even photoshopped out the grave!

You're showing off your skills."

At this moment, my agent, also my best friend, Claire Nelson, rushed back.

When she saw me, she had a "you're doomed" look and told me to pack up and hide at home.

I was speechless. It couldn't be that bad, right? Didn't they say bad publicity is still publicity?

Besides, I have natural strength. Even if he's a top figure in the business industry, I could still beat him up.

Claire looked frantic.

She grabbed my shoulders hysterically. "Sofia, that's a business tycoon! The last actress who offended him was blacklisted. And she was a Triple Crown Best Actress!

"And you?"

I was speechless, but a chill ran down my back.

Claire's phone suddenly rang.

After answering, her face turned pale. She fainted.

I quickly pinched her philtrum for a full five minutes.

She finally opened her eyes.

But seeing me, she almost fainted again.

I started to get scared.

Could Grayson really be planning to kill me?

"Sofia, you're doomed!

"Andrew personally called me to invite you to join a reality show."

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Andrew is a famous reality show director in the entertainment industry. This is great!"