“Oh my gosh, it’s a fish. It’s massive!” Giada exclaimed softly.

The others saw it too, and they all appeared amazed. Who’d have thought?!

The fish had been spooked, and it swam right into their trap.

“Now!” commanded Fabian when the right time came.

With that, the three guys lifted the clothes.

Splash!

The water seeped through the clothes continuously and flowed back into the river, leaving a fish that was about five pounds flopping around in there.

At that, Fabian gathered the ends and sealed the fish inside, rendering it immobile as it swayed its tail helplessly.

“Incredible!” Everyone applauded.

Meanwhile, Amelie wiped the sweat off her forehead out of habit, only to remember she was wearing a mask when she touched it.

The camera crew was so amazed by Amelie’s unusual fish-catching method that instead of filming, they brought the large white container over.

With that, the fish slipped into it, taking up half the space.

“That’s a big grass carp,” commented someone who knew what type of fish it was.

Later, Fabian led a few guys to fill the container with water, and just like that, the fish no longer flopped around but swam calmly inside.

“You have to hand it to Foxy. She sure has her ways!”

Their praise became like nails on a chalkboard for Lilith, and her originally smug face turned beyond grim.

Jodie pouted as well, surprised that Amelie was so capable.

But surely Blakey wouldn’t like a barbaric woman like her. An unadulterated man like Blake will only like otherworldly women. Sure, Foxy’s image was passable before this, but now that her ugly side has come out, Blakey will be repulsed.

At that, she looked toward Blake, who was standing in the water with his hands drooped by his sides and his pants rolled up. The droplets of water stuck to his fringe complimented his brilliantly bright eyes, which were locked onto Amelie intensely and affectionately.

For a moment, Jodie was captivated by the man’s gaze, and she wanted nothing more than to become Foxy right then so that she could bear the honor.

that, she clenched her fists, and the anger within

How dare you steal my man?!

rock on the ground with all her

Take that, you vixen!

and behold, she stubbed her toes from overexertion, and she held her toes while grimacing in pain. Just like that, her perfect image was

B caught another fish using the same method, and seeing that it was just about enough for them, the group carried the two large

B caught two fish using Foxy’s method, Team A became

image and do something like that. Besides, it was humiliating to

everyone!” Chester announced, unable

that, he glanced at Giada before striding

others returned to the campsite as

distance away from Leo. She wanted

face was grim. She bit her lips

and glared daggers at her. “What’s there to

that, Ellen tucked her neck and followed everyone back to the campsite, no

returning to the bank and latched her amorous gaze onto the man. “Mr. Alston, I’m pretty skilled if I do say so myself, and I also know a few ways to whip up delicacies. I’ll find

her gaze practically told him what she wanted; her actions couldn’t be

he never heard a word she said. In fact, he never even spared her a

on the other hand, didn’t feel defeated at all despite his impassiveness, for she had gotten a good grasp of Leo’s temperament after spending such a

highly motivated since they managed to bag themselves a

voluntarily put up the tent while Amelie pulled out a knife to prep

squatted next to her with nothing but admiration in her eyes. “Who would’ve guessed that you know how to catch fish and gut them? You are what they call Miss Perfect. So, tell

that, Amelie disagreed with amusement. “How can anybody be perfect? It’s merely because I

she recalled the childhood she spent with her father, who spoiled her. He would support her no

she wanted to catch fish using clothes, Steven would bring her

wouldn’t have come up

of envy flashed across Fiona, and something hit her. “By the way, why would you be aware

if the crew

tell us anything about today’s challenge? I figured they would do something with the food. There’s nothing but grass around here. Since the field isn’t a wise place to hide food, it can

that you’d be wrong, though? What if they actually hid the food up in the

no

alive would they not have to worry about any

and Amelie were at this point. With a brain like Amelie’s, it was no wonder she could gain a hundred million

guys finished setting up the tent, Amelie had cooked up a piping hot pot of fish soup with one

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