A Fortune-telling Princess - Chapter 340

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“Yeeun, you’re doing great.”
“She’s always been talented.”
“But this is completely different from the script reading?”
“Is it?”
The staff members watching Yeeun on camera alongside Camilla let out soft murmurs of admiration.
Though she already had a reputation for excellent acting, today she was performing with even more flavor and nuance.
“Timing.”
“Pardon?”
The cinematographer added his observation.
“Every time Yeeun smiles so innocently, her scene partner responds perfectly.”
Whenever Yeeun delivered her innocent and somewhat naive lines, Camilla’s cold, disdainful expression appeared at precisely the right moment, creating a striking contrast that made Yeeun’s performance shine even brighter.
“The two of them have great chemistry.”
“They really do.”
The filming proceeded smoothly without any notable mistakes.
* * *
“Yeeun!”
“Mari.”
During a brief break, Mari Choi came running over to Yeeun as always, linking her arm affectionately.
“Looks like filming wrapped without incident.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing unusual happened? You didn’t get into any accidents on the way here?”
“…No, nothing.”
“Hmm, really?”
Mari Choi smiled with an odd expression.
“But Mari.”
“Yeah?”
“Why do you keep asking things like that?”
Yeeun’s expression darkened slightly. This wasn’t the first time she’d received such questions.
“Just because.”
“…Just because?”
“There have been so many accidents around lately that I worry about you. We’re friends, after all. Best friends.”
….
…Was I just being oversensitive?
Mari kept asking me the same questions every time we met recently.
‘Did anything happen today? You didn’t get into any accidents? Just, I happened to witness a traffic accident, and suddenly thought of you.’
‘Wow, you made it safely again today? I had such a bad dream about you, I was so worried. I couldn’t even sleep properly at dawn.’
‘Good. Nothing happened. Thank goodness! My friend, fighting today too!’
…I could no longer tell if she was genuinely concerned or if she was hoping for an accident to happen.
My unease was growing, and I felt like I was suspecting an innocent person.
“I have something to give you.”
“You will?”
“Yes!”
Watching Mari flash that innocently radiant smile, Yeeun quickly brushed away her lingering unease. Right, she was probably just being oversensitive.
“Mari, you need to change into your costume.”
“Okay!”
At the staff member’s call, Mari’s expression turned reluctant.
“See you later.”
“Sure.”
As Yeeun watched Mari Choi head off to change, she exhaled a long breath, as if expelling the last of her discomfort.
“Oh!”
When she turned around, Yeeun froze in surprise. Someone was standing directly behind her.
“What are you doing here?”
It was Camilla.
“What were you two talking about?”
“Pardon?”
“What did you discuss with that girl?”
“Um… just a greeting.”
Yes, just a greeting. Though something felt off, it was certainly nothing more than a simple exchange of pleasantries.
“Are you close with her?”
“We go to the same school. We debuted around the same time too.”
“Is that so?”
Camilla glanced again at Mari Choi, now long gone in the distance. When she lived as Sia, she’d had no connection with this girl whatsoever, so she knew little about her.
She vaguely recalled hearing the girl came from money—something about being an only daughter of a major conglomerate, which had stirred some industry gossip.
“Hmm.”
Tap, tap.
After a moment of contemplation, Camilla gazed at Yeeun and gently patted her back twice, infusing her hand with a subtle divine energy.
“…Did something get on my clothes again?”
“Yes.”
“But I just changed a moment ago.”
“Still got something on you.”
“…I see.”
Yeeun offered an awkward smile at Camilla’s recent habit of tapping her shoulders and back. Something dirty kept getting on her, or so she claimed.
At first, Yeeun had simply accepted it. She’d even wondered if it was some kind of acupressure. But after it happened repeatedly, she couldn’t help but find it strange.
‘What is this?’
Why did something keep getting on her clothes?
“Today’s the last day of filming, right?”
“Yes.”
Yeeun simply laughed it off. Camilla wouldn’t do anything harmful to her, and besides, after these little touches, her body always felt lighter.
“I’m so sad about it.”
“My scenes wrapped early anyway.”
“Still.”
“I’ll visit often even after filming wraps.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
I need to keep an eye on you and that child.
“We’re starting filming soon.”
Moments later, a staff member approached Camilla and announced the start of shooting.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes!”
Yeeun, who had been staring intently at Camilla as she walked ahead, soon followed her to the set.
‘What kind of performance will they show us today?’
These days, Yeeun came to the film set purely for the pleasure of watching Camilla and Sia act.
* * *
Crash!
“Sara, put the scalpel down.”
“….”
Late in the evening, the operating room door of Sky Animal Hospital burst open violently as everyone else had left, and a female detective entered.
She aimed a gun in her hand and issued a warning, but the woman standing before the operating table showed no reaction.
“Don’t you see I’m in the middle of surgery?”
Even with the gun barrel pointed at her, Sara, the director of the animal hospital, spoke with her usual indifferent tone, utterly composed.
“Put the scalpel down.”
“Would you have done the same if this were a human?”
“What?”
“If this operating room were a place to save humans instead, would you have burst in like this? Wearing clothes that aren’t even sterilized.”
On the operating table lay a puppy under anesthesia, undergoing surgery.
“If I don’t finish this surgery, this child will die.”
“….”
“Just stand there until the surgery is done.”
Ignoring the detective who held the gun trained on her, Sara continued the surgery. Watching her, the detective found herself powerless to do anything else.
As Sara had said, all she could do was stand there with the gun pointed, nothing more.
“…Why did you do it?”
“Do what?”
“Why did you kill those people?”
A small laugh escaped Sara’s lips as she continued operating.
“Why ask something so obvious?”
“Obvious?”
“When humans kill humans, what reason is there? Because they hate them—they kill because they hate them so much they can’t stand it.”
“Sara, you… are you really….”
The eyes of the female detective, Eunha, wavered ceaselessly.
She had been overjoyed to unexpectedly encounter her closest friend from the orphanage where they had grown up together before being adopted as a child, in this neighborhood.
But that friend turned out to be the serial killer she’d been hunting….
“It’s just a common story. You could call it personal revenge.”
“Revenge?”
“After you were adopted, the orphanage director passed away.”
Then a new director came. New sponsors arrived, and all the teachers changed. After that, the children were quickly adopted out. All to wealthy families.
“What do you think happened to those children?”
“What?”
“They all died.”
“…What are you talking about?”
“They all died and had their organs harvested. Of course, officially they were all ruled accidental deaths, but still.”
“…!”
“Before adoption, the children were dragged to hospitals constantly.”
They were examined beforehand. Whether the organs matched or not. After such examinations, they adopted children whose organs matched.
Those adopted children soon had accidents, and their organs were transplanted into other children or family members in their adoptive homes.
“Of course, some children weren’t harvested for organs. Those children were taken by wealthy men with unusual sexual preferences.”
Eunha’s eyes trembled even more. Such things happened at the orphanage after she left?
“I was the latter.”
“…What?”
“Of course, that’s why I’m still alive, right?”
Meanwhile, Sara removed the mask she’d been wearing, apparently finished with surgery.
“The first person I killed was the old man who bought me. Of course, it was reported as a heart attack on the outside. I secretly switched his heart medication with something else. No one suspected an eleven-year-old child.”
The old man’s estate, after his death, officially passed entirely to her as his adopted child.
“With that money, I studied, and I was able to find everyone involved in the trafficking of children. Do you know that?”
A self-deprecating smile played at Sara’s lips.
“How does it feel to live on the money of the man who violated me, the money of the man I killed.”
“….”
Eunha still couldn’t say anything.
“All those you killed….”
“Those involved in helping with child adoptions and organ trafficking. Those who adopted and killed children, those who violated them.”

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