The show had barely been running for ten minutes when three staff members abruptly quit.
The remaining crew flat–out refused to take over as director. Finally, one of the assistant producers stepped up and shouted, “We don’t have a script! Just focus on being authentic and natural. Guests, feel free to do your thing!”
Then, like a gust of wind, he disappeared without a trace.
The guests exchanged glances, unsure of what to do. The silence was so heavy.
I sniffed the air instinctively. Was that…the same resigned energy I was giving off? Could it be that everyone here had already decided the show was a lost cause and collectively chosen to give up?
Angela leaned in closer to me and whispered, “Yunice, whatever you want to do, I’m with you.” H
My gaze wandered toward the kitchen. “Food. I’m starving”
It was past noon, yet no one had bothered to mention lunch!
Alicia and Jeremy were still sulking at each other. Angela and Henry? They had barely washed a vegetable in their lives.
The Stone brothers weren’t much better, as both were notorious kitchen disasters. They exchanged a glance, then quickly looked away, clearly embarrassed.
I sighed and said internally, ‘Look, I’m not exactly a master chef, but I probably won’t burn the kitchen down… Right? I mean, it
should be edible.
Three minutes later, I found myself holding a potato, completely stumped.
A tall figure loomed over me, casting a shadow on my indecision. Donald let out a low chuckle, then gently took the knife from my
hand. “Let me handle this.”
“Can you cook?”
He rolled up his sleeves and began washing and chopping vegetables neatly. Even such ordinary movements felt like they were
straight out of a drama scene.
“Alas, how can such a good man have such a short life? Should I warn him about it?” I lamented internally.
Donald slowed his movements.
‘Actually, his second uncle, Richard, has always been scheming to seize the family assets. Even his most trusted assistant, the one with the square face, has already been blackmailed by the uncle using compromising photos. He has already turned against Donald,‘ I thought.
Har Mowing Good Food
