Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second (My Billionaire Son)

Chapter 181 Where’s My Visual Jockey?

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I’ve heard people boast, but this is next level. Olivia’s already claiming she’ll win, and the show’s barely begun? She must really love riding on others‘ fame.”

“If she wins, I’ll go a month without washing my underwear! Look at the rest of the contestants! Shawn has a sports background, and Louis has trained in martial arts for years. Both could crush her. Does she think good looks alone will get her the win?”

“She’s just a D–list actress trying to stay relevant. If Hudson hadn’t spoken to her, the cameras wouldn’t even focus on her. Does she have no self–awareness?”

The participants drew lots to determine their order for selecting gold bars.

Joycelyn went first. Her glamorous outfit felt like a mistake as she picked a large bag of supplies and reluctantly took three gold bars. Even with that modest amount, she struggled to carry it.

Shawn followed, grabbing 23 gold bars along with some essentials.

Louis took 30 gold bars.

Hudson also chose 30 gold bars.

came, only 16 gold bars were left, but she chose to take none. Instead, she filled her pack with food, utensils, and several bottles of insect repellent from the

she just saying she‘

she’s not taking a single

a tough competitor, but look at her! All that food she takes. does she think

I can understand, but why pots and steam pot seasoning? Seriously?”

the weakest link, but Olivia takes the crown. At least Joycelyn put

Olivia’s unconventional strategy, but since they weren’t close to her and operated in a different league, they paid

everyone had their supplies, the production team handed them maps and sent them off to find their tents in the mountains. Confidence turned

over 80 pounds, and he found himself short of breath with every step.

load, but

a visual jockey following them. Harry, assigned to Olivia, eyed her 50–pound

Even Harry, who had pre–scouted the area, found it

effortlessly navigate the trail, Her heavy pack didn’t seem to slow her down at all. If he hadn’t seen her pack it himself, he’d think it

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