"Sir, what are we gonna do now?"

"What can we do? This was Mr. Andrew Potter's arrangement. I don't have much of a choice."

"Why did he ask for something like this? Isn't he just putting pressure on us?"

"Maybe he's trying to create some buzz for the show."

The director mulled over it, but something felt off.

Sure, the show was getting more popular, and the viewership kept climbing. At the same time, he felt like Andrew's move was more about boosting Debra's popularity.

The show itself had attracted quite a bit of controversy, but the comments praising Debra had increased significantly.

Just two days ago, she had been roasted online, and today, the narrative had completely flipped. The power of money was something else.

Thunder rumbled overhead.

Debra halted her steps and looked back at Juan. "Let's head back."

It had already been three hours of hiking. The rain didn't look promising, and if it turned into a downpour, they'd be in serious trouble in a place like this.

"There's a depot ahead. If we turn back now, we might not make it in time."

"But..."

"I'll be fine."

walked ahead, pulling out a hiking stick from his backpack. He handed one end to Debra. "Hold

that Debra was the type to swallow her pain, never showing any sign of weakness. She hesitated for a moment before taking the other end of the stick. Sure enough, after another 500 meters,

structure in the distance,

"Wait a second."

"What's wrong?"

stopped as well. Debra circled behind the cameraman. "Can

"Sure."

at, but he obliged, zooming in on the

where they were

Debra squinted through the lens as the image

asking the cameraman, "This is the third stop, right?"

weren't competing to win, so they

production team send anyone

no such

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Juan, lowering her voice. "That depot doesn't seem

toward the depot in the

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