Chapter 211

Freya rushed to Odalys, her voice choked with emotion. "I can't bear to leave you. After the show, we'll all go our separate ways, and I don't know when we'll see each other again."

"What if I miss you?" Freya clung to her, refusing to let go.

Odalys raised her hands, accepting Freya's embrace.

"Isn't there WhatsApp? And we can always meet for meals when we're free," Odalys said, affectionately patting her head.

Selah, also overcome with emotion, felt drained. "Odalys, I've already terminated my contract. How about you take me on? Your entertainment company hasn't hired anyone yet, right? I could be your receptionist," Selah suggested.

Freya's eyes lit up.

Odalys quickly raised her hand. "Don't look at me like that."

"I think I could do it too," Freya nodded enthusiastically.

Odalys gave her a helpless look, then lightly tapped her forehead. "Stop looking at me with those idolizing eyes. Don't worship me so much."

"That's not possible," Freya pouted, still clinging to her.

Stellan and Francis were quietly slicing meat, saying nothing.

"What's with you two? You look like you haven't slept. Did you do something bad last night?" Freya tilted her head, noticing their strange expressions.

She hurried over, but as she got closer, she saw their faces were far from normal.

"Don't jump to conclusions," Stellan quickly replied.

Freya rested her chin in her hands and crouched down, silently watching them. "Do you both really care about Odalys?"

"Stop. The cameras are on. If we say we care about her, and later there are rumors, it'll be a mess for Odalys," Stellan said, glancing at the cameras.

Freya glanced up and saw the camera crew. "This is the last day. After breakfast, it's over," Freya added seriously. The camera crew had been up since dawn, waiting outside to capture everything.

"Yes, no rumors. We're just normal friends," Freya added sternly, stepping in front of the camera. After all, Odalys had said she was married. Whether true or not, they couldn't afford negative press—it might ruin her.

"Exactly. No rumors," Selah agreed.

Meanwhile, across the room, the atmosphere was much colder. Atlas and Finnian sat silently, watching Group I prepare breakfast, seemingly uninterested in moving.

Sophia, having risen early and applied makeup (Atlas's comment on her face last night had made her nervous), casually approached them. "What do you want to eat?" she asked, attempting small talk.

But Atlas and Finnian remained silent, lost in thought.

"I'm dieting, so I don't need anything. I'll just eat at the airport," Atlas said, attempting to ease the tension.

Finnian only grunted in agreement.

Sophia stood with her hands clasped tightly, contemplating.

6:23 PM

Chapter 211 (Continued)

Even though it was the last day, she'd hoped to showcase her cooking skills. She'd even considered accidentally burning herself to garner sympathy from the fans.

"Alright, I'll just make something simple," Sophia said, her frustration evident.

She went to get water, only to realize there was no food. The table was empty; they hadn't secured ingredients earlier. She froze, awkwardly withdrawing her hand. "Never mind, then. I won't eat."

Sophia turned to leave, but glanced at the other group. Jealousy flickered in her eyes. "You guys still making food? Aren't we leaving soon?" she asked, attempting conversation.

They ignored her.

Sophia's smile froze, disbelief spreading across her face. She couldn't believe their rudeness.

"Odalys, let me help you," Sophia said, quickly walking over. But her hand "accidentally" knocked over a nearby basin.

Odalys, with a cold smile, blocked the basin with her foot. The vegetable-wash water splashed onto Sophia.

Sophia screamed, realizing the water she'd intended for Odalys was now all over her. She instinctively shielded herself, but her clothes were drenched.

Sophia stood stunned, tears welling in her eyes. She bit her lip, but Odalys cut her off sharply: "Sophia, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"I was doing fine, and you knocked over my water. Now that it's all over you, are you going to say I did it on purpose?"

"I didn't ask for your help. What's going on with you?" Odalys scolded.

Sophia was speechless. Odalys's words hit hard, leaving her defenseless.

Sophia tried to argue: "It was clearly your fault."

But Odalys wasn't having it. "The cameras are right here. Should I have them replay the footage? Who did it—me or you?" Odalys pointed at the camera crew. Sophia, seeing the camera's clear angle, clenched her teeth. She forced a smile.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to help and didn't expect to cause trouble."

Odalys moved the dishes away, distancing herself. "You and I aren't close enough for you to help me. You're just trying to cause trouble. Don't think I can't see through you," Odalys mocked, deliberately pushing Sophia to the brink.

Sophia was undoubtedly frustrated, but Odalys was just beginning to get under her skin. If she kept this up, Sophia would crack.

"Sorry," Sophia muttered, covering her face and leaving.

The viewers were outraged, commenting furiously:

[Is she insane! I just saw it clearly—Sophia knocked the basin over on purpose!]

[It's almost over, and she's still trying to stir up trouble. So frustrating!]

[Going to miss this! Please, Kenny, add more episodes! I'm not ready for it to end!]

The chat exploded as more viewers tuned in for the show's final day, eager to see what happened next.