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The shooting ended, and the staff members came forward to congratulate Henry and Lyla.

Sonya, however, wasn't one of them. Seeing Mark walking towards the backyard, she bypassed the crowd to catch up with him. "Mr. Keen."

Hearing this, Mark turned around and smiled at the sight of her.

"Ms. Ella, I thought you had already returned to town. Glad to see you still here; why don't you join us for dinner tonight?"

Sonya shook her head and said, "I came to talk to you about Mrs. Horton's orchard."

Mark turned serious when it came to work.

"Let's talk inside," he offered.

"OK." Sonya nodded.

The crew didn't mind paying Leticia a relatively large amount of money for the orchard, but they didn't have time to help sell the apples. After all, the filming had already ended, and the expenses incurred by staying an extra day were significant and unplanned. But there were thousands of pounds of apples, which was the painstaking effort of the Hortons for a year. Seeing the apples go rotten helplessly was surely cruel to them.

"When the show airs, I'm sure we'll receive overwhelmingly positive responses. But if someone finds out that all the apples we picked end up rotten, and the thing gets spread, it'll taint the show's reputation," said Sonya.

Mark patted his forehead. "Gee! How could I miss that? Ms. Ella, you're right. We've gotta consider this."

He thought for a moment and said, "I'll talk to the crew about it and come up with some solutions. I promise we'll help the Hortons to sell the apples."

Upon hearing this, Sonya finally was relieved.

She came out of the backyard and turned the corner, and she accidentally tripped over an equipment box. She gasped and bent down to roll up her trouser leg, only to see that her calf was scraped. Just then, she

she heard footsteps. Looking up, she unexpectedly saw

saw Henry.

Unlike someone who had just successfully proposed, he looked sullen with icy eyes. As he saw her, his

gaze deepened, mixed with obscure emotions, maybe anger, disappointment, or perhaps even hatred...

Yes, it was hatred. He actually hated her.

How ridiculous.

in his tracks; he glanced at her and then looked away

his footsteps growing farther and farther away, of relief. This time,

she breathed a sigh

wise choice. After all, she had already wasted eight years of her life on him, and she couldn't afford to make 9

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chatted with Taylor and Riya for a while before leaving the courtyard. Yet, no sooner had she left than Lyla

I have a

longer arrogant and domineering. Right now, she looked frightened as if something

"1

"...

two hours ago," Lyla

thought of

you want?"

to say something but

stunned and confused. What had gotten into

stay away from Henry, but I didn't listen. Now I realize how stupid I

an

no idea what Lyla was talking

I'm not Zoey. I'm just a clown for them to play with. If it were just me, I wouldn't have

Henry up there, looking at them.

are you trying to tell

Lyla shook her head."Nothing..."

was about to

Ella, you blocked me," Lyla

...

need for us to stay in touch,"

to her."Ms. Ella, please unblock me. I promise I won't disturb you. But

quickly ran

figure, Sonya vaguely felt something off. But on second thought, she realized that she had nothing to do with any of this; whether it was Henry, Zoey, or Lyla, for her, they were just passers-by. That night, Sonya stayed at the Sutton's

after lunch, she and Calvin

received a call from his high school classmate. The longer he listened, the angrier he became, and in the

offered to keep me, and she told you I begged her to come back to

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good at acting? She should have become an

perhaps he could after he became taller After hanging up the phone, he

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