I transitioned into a minor supporting character who was only mentioned briefly in the book.

In order to complete the task issued by the system to pursue the male protagonist, I enjoyed the lavish life of a rich girl. For over ten years, I acted as his devoted follower.

Just as my enthusiasm for this role began to wane, the system abruptly changed my mission.

In this showbiz novel, the male lead, Christian Bianchi, was a prominent figure with a wealthy background and a cold demeanor. Yet, for the female lead, Elsie Johnston, he was willing to spend lavishly. Elsie was gentle, lovely, and ambitious, standing out like a lotus in the murky waters of the entertainment industry.

I was originally just a passerby who was described briefly in the book. How much of a passerby was I? I was the daughter of a wealthy family who mocked the heroine at a certain banquet, saying, "All kinds of people can attend the banquet."

Perhaps due to the overly sweet nature of the story, the system assigned me the task of winning over the male lead.

Consequently, I became a well-known follower of Christian, always available to him at any hour and obedient to his every command.

Despite my dedication, Christian remained distant. Just as I resigned myself to my role as a mere background character and that only the female lead Elsie could touch his heartstrings, the system altered my mission again.

"The main storyline mission has been changed, please check it. To pair the second male lead with the female lead. If the mission is completed, you can return to the real world. Failure results in permanent entrapment in this fictional world. Please take this mission seriously."

Reading the new task, I realized the system recognized that winning over the male lead was unfeasible, opting instead for a simpler objective.

The second male lead, Raphael Sanders, was the heroine's unspoken love, a character whose tragic backstory resonates with fans.

His father was a gambling addict, and his mother abandoned him at five because she couldn't stand his father.

He silently supported the heroine while watching her fall for the hero.

After researching Raphael's backstory overnight, I empathized with his struggles, understanding why the system wanted to pair him with the heroine.

Previously, I had relied on family connections to get close to Christian but had never met Elsie or Raphael.

Contemplating the new mission, I decided to enter the entertainment industry and informed my indulgent parents of my choice.

Everyone who knew the news was not surprised at all. After all, I had pursued Christian for years, so entering the industry for him seemed logical.

On the fifth day of working at Christian's company, I finally met the heroine, Elsie.

She embodied the novel's description, wearing a white dress and with long flowing hair. When I saw her, I was attracted to her.

As expected, Elsie attracted everyone's attention as soon as she entered the company not only for her innocent beauty but also as a new artist signed by the company's top agent.

My manager, Esther Black, remarked quietly, "What a promising beauty."

She then glanced at my expressionless face, concerned I might react out of jealousy, and added, "Of course, Ms. Burton is the prettiest, with an exceptional presence."

I looked at Esther's cautious appearance, and followed Elsie in front of me.

In the novel, Christian met Elsie for the first time. As the one facilitating the connection between Raphael and Elsie, I couldn't simply observe.

When Elsie entered the office, Christian looked up from his documents, captivated by her understated beauty. Her white dress brightened the dull office, leaving a lasting impression on him.

It was their first meeting as described in the novel.

However, as their eyes locked, I rushed towards Christian and successfully diverted his attention.

Standing in front of the desk in a striking red dress, I thought, "If Christian still believes Elsie's white dress is the highlight here, I'd gladly poke his eyes out!"

Christian glanced at the people behind me and instructed, "Take her to the conference room and let the general manager handle it."

He then turned to me, rubbed his forehead in annoyance, frowned, and said coldly, "Mariana, what are you doing?"

I ignored his cold gaze and smiled. "I miss you."

Christian set aside the documents and looked into my eyes, chuckling lightly, "Really? If I remember correctly, we just met.

"Ms. Burton, your thoughts arrive rather quickly."

His playful gaze made me look at him.

Leaning lazily on the sofa, a cigarette in hand, he exuded the charm of a male lead.

The sight of a pair of slender and well-proportioned hands holding a cigarette casually dangling on the chair made me couldn't help but be drawn in. However, the impatience between his eyebrows sobered me up from his beauty. "A day without seeing you feels like a long time. Though we've only been apart for hours, it feels like months!"

He shot me a sidelong glance, a teasing smile on his lips, "Is that so?"

His mocking reminded me of a time before I hadn't changed my mission in the past few days. I felt anxious as the heroine's appearance drew near and decided to take action, pestering my parents to propose marriage to him, hoping to secure the status of fiancée.

But when he heard my father say my love for him, he looked at me with contempt and coldly replied, "Is that so?"

At that time, my face turned red due to his mocking look. Everyone looked at his cold attitude and no one responded for a while, so the matter was left unresolved.

Thinking of this, feeling anger surge, I met his gaze defiantly, saying, "Who made Mr. Bianchi so charming? I can't help but want to be around you constantly."

Christian regarded my boldness with disdain, flatly telling me, "Get out."

Thanks to my intervention, Christian didn't fall for Elsie at first sight, which meant he didn't pay her special attention, delaying her rise to popularity compared to the novel.

Her manager arranged for her to participate in a variety show about acting competition, where the heroine met the second male lead. Remembering Raphael's silent dedication to the heroine in the book, I insisted on joining the program alongside Elsie despite Esther's shock and confusion.

"Ms. Burton, I still suggest you skip that variety show. If you're bored, I can find you some commercials to shoot."

Esther was astute and capable, handpicked by Christian. She knew my identity from the beginning and typically complied with my orders.

When I didn't mention work, she kept quiet and greeted me with a smile.

Under my firm gaze, Esther hesitated but ultimately said nothing. After a while, I was taken to Christian's office.

Christian was waiting for me on the sofa. When I entered, he set his coffee aside and asked quietly, "I heard you are going to participate in a variety show?"

"Yes, I am," I replied.

"I can cast you in any play you want to act in," he said.

His offer startled me. I recalled that winning the show meant a starring role in a drama. Did he think I was doing this for acting?

Since when did he care about me?

I studied his expressionless face and replied flatly, "Thanks, but I want to improve my acting skills through this show."

Christian's face twitched slightly at my response, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Do you have acting skills?"

His condescending tone annoyed me, and I shot him a sidelong glance, retorting, "None of your business."

Since that day, Christian had stopped sending anyone to find me, seemingly forgetting his promise to my father to take me to the company daily.

But I was too focused on the crucial moments for the male and female leads to pay him any mind.

On the day the show started, the female lead, an amateur, quickly drew attention with her impressive acting and joined the male supporting actor, Raphael's team.

Meanwhile, I lacked her charisma and experience, earning the lowest score. Fortunately, my prior investment in the program saved me from elimination.

As I pondered which team to join, Raphael unexpectedly chose me.

Surprised, I met his calm gaze.

His eyes were steady, making me wonder if he had missed my poor performance.

Then, he smiled lightly at me.

Raphael's smile made me question everything, and I searched my memory for any crossover between us in the novel, ultimately finding none.

Uncertain of Raphael's motives, I was nonetheless pleased to be on the same team as Elsie and him, which would help with our mission.

After leaving the program building, I spotted Christian waiting in his car.

Sitting in the car, I felt a weight on my legs. It was a bag of my favorite chocolates.

As I reached for one, I noticed his careless smile.

I unwrapped a chocolate and offered it to him, saying, "Here, I'll give you one."

As expected, I saw his brows furrowed tightly the next second. "You're the only one who likes this sweet, cloying snack."

I rolled my eyes and bit into the chocolate, its sweetness lifting my spirits.

Reflecting on the past, I remembered how I had to follow Christian for the mission. Whenever he ignored or rejected me, he'd ask someone to buy me chocolates.

Eventually, everyone learned of my fondness. When Christian impatiently rejected me, his friends would take out a piece of chocolate and comfort me, "Don't feel bad. Christian is just like that."

Outside, I saw Elsie jogging to greet Raphael as he exited the building.

Raphael stood tall in a white shirt that highlighted his gentle demeanor.

As he looked down at Elsie, his gaze was focused and kind.

Elsie gazed up at Raphael with starry-eyed admiration.

When the two of them walked out side by side, only one thought came to my mind. They were such a perfect match, no wonder the system wanted to match them up.

This moment didn't escape the notice of the nearby paparazzi.

Soon, photos of Elsie and Raphael went viral on the Internet. In the photo, she looked pure and lovely in a white skirt while he exuded warmth in his shirt. The sunset created a picturesque scene, prompting netizens to discuss.

[They resemble the leads of a novel.]

[With such looks, why not consider having kids for the entertainment industry?]

[All the fans of their each feel they look like a great couple.]

[Based on this photo, I want to watch this variety show.]