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It seems that Reynaldo did not send anyone to watch me, which means I could leave Freybourne at any time.
Although this was the freedom I had longed for, I don’t know why, but I felt a little lost in my heart.
I stayed at the airport for a while, pondered about my future plans, and then gathered my spirits to return to my rented house.
I planned to pack up tonight and leave tomorrow.
I had made an appointment with Vonnie. We would leave together after she finished filming.
But I was afraid of the night being long and having many dreams.
When I went back, I passed by the market and bought a lot of vegetables.
These days I have been cooking and delivering food to the set.
Vonnie really enjoyed eating the meals I cooked, saying that I had a talent for cooking and could learn quickly, and the food I made was so delicious.
She just didn’t know how many times I had failed.
Before, it was because I cooked so badly that Reynaldo looked down on me, saying I couldn’t do anything and was useless.
Thinking of Reynaldo always made my heart feel sour.
I just hope that after leaving, I can quickly forget this feeling.
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Thinking about leaving tomorrow, I cooked a few more dishes today.
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After finishing, I packed them in food boxes and prepared three portions.
I had one, Vonnie had one, and Anton had one.
I used to always bring food to Vonnie, but one time Anton saw me and said he couldn’t stand the boxed meals on set either, and wanted to eat what I made.
Given that he helped me in the hospital that time, so these days, when I brought food to Vonnie, I also prepared a portion for him.
When I arrived at the set carrying a lunch box, it was exactly time for lunch.
The staff were moving boxed meals to the set and distributing them to the extras one by one.
Cristina, the female protagonist, had a grand demeanor and carried herself with high standards. Therefore, she didn’t eat boxed meals, but rather had meals specially prepared at a seven–star hotel.
When I arrived, the meal she had ordered had also arrived, and she was calling Anton to come over and eat with her.
I was still thinking about Anton going to eat with her, just as I was eating with Vonnie, so as not to be talked about.
Little did he know what he had said to Cristina, Cristina’s face changed color, and the look in her eyes turned as bitter as if she had swallowed a poisoned needle.
Anton strode over and without a word, took one of the packed meals from
Vonnie glanced at me and smiled, asking, “Mr. Palmer, is the food ordered by Ms. Durant from a seven–star hotel’s gourmet chef not better
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than what Ralda cooks? Why don’t you go eat with Ms. Durant?”
“Esmeralda’s cooking still suits my taste better,” Anton said with a faint smile as he opened the takeout box.
Vonnie chuckled at me, looking at me with a hint of ambiguity in her
eyes.
I rolled my eyes speechlessly.
It turns out Winston hasn’t been around lately, and she’s back to shipping me with Anton.
She is such a fickle woman!
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the set.
Almost everyone looked over there, and I looked over there too.
The next second, my heart suddenly trembled, almost unable to hold the fork steady.
It was Reynaldo.
He actually came to the set.
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