That night, the director discussed about the follow-up filming of the variety show with the four of them. After negotiation, they signed the follow-up contract with a 10% increase in each person's pay.

Kimberly initially wanted to refuse, but her mother did not unfreeze her bank card.

The contract was divided into two main categories: one was to continue filming and the casting of specially invited guests; the other was to discuss the confidentiality agreement of this incident, and an additional amount of compensation would be paid for the confidentiality request.

Keith suffered a double loss this time. His last minute request to join the program had led to the official blog not have time to announce his participation. Also with the happening of this incident, even if Kimberly did not make a move, his superiors would probably shut him up first.

The next day, the news of Keith's transfer from the ICU to an ordinary ward came. He, who was still rejoicing over his narrow escape from death, probably did not expect that the gloom of hell was already enveloping him.

James scooped up the dumplings in his bowl and said calmly, "He's awake. Do you want to go?"

His tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but Kimberly could hear the stormy waves before the storm.

"I'm not going. After all, his fate has already been decided. I hope I don't have to see him again for the rest of my life." Kimberly seemed to be saying goodbye to the past. With the gray fog dispersed from the end of the slope, new rays of sunlight could finally shine through.

Andrew sighed. "I thought you'd want to see how he's doing. What a pity. I've already made arrangements and even made a bet with James."

"You're betting on me?" Kimberly turned to stare at James and couldn't help but say, "Then at least give me half of it."

"..." James was stunned by her obsession with money. After a long while, he slowly told her, "I can't give you the thing. I'll give you half if I convert it into money."

"The thing?" Kimberly thought about how special Andrew was. She was afraid that it wasn't something that was in line with the rules. Not to mention if she has the ability to hold the exchanged money on her hand, even if she had the money in her hands, her parents would be the first to break her legs. She quickly waved her hand and refused, "I don't want it. Money is just a worldly possession, there's no need for that."

"Kimberly, you are like a very alert deer." Andrew made a deer running pose, but before he could finish, he was amused by his own imagination.

"Stop laughing. I feel very depressed just thinking about how many more days we have to stay in this resort." Kimberly sighed as she fiddled with her breakfast and asked James, "James, why don't you have any reaction at all?"

"There's no difference."

"Okay, I asked the wrong person. Didn't I, Andrew?"

"Me? For me, I've negotiated for the villa next door. I've also hired two chefs who are good at Cantonese cuisine. We won't have to work so hard by noon."

Kimberly was speechless. She had been rich before, but it seemed that she had lost her private jet and yacht for too long that she had forgotten how to live a luxurious life.

Andrew held his chin and began to describe the beautiful days ahead. "Look, you don't have to follow the script. You can do whatever you want. When the chefs arrive, I'll ask them to cook a luxurious meal for you to ease the pain in your heart."

"I appreciate your kindness," Kimberly retorted expressionlessly. "I don't need it. You can give more to James. After all, eating dumplings all the time will make him malnourished."

"Hahaha, this is the first time I've heard someone talk about James in this manner. You're my friend for sure." Andrew patted her shoulder and gave her a thumbs-up for courage.

"Why don't you learn how to make dumplings?" Kimberly always had something to say regarding this. "Maybe one day, if you give him a bag of dumplings in a corner, he'll become yours."

After hearing this, Andrew seriously thought about the consequences. "Wouldn't that be a loss for me? After all, there aren't many good-looking artistes with good acting skills. His behavior then will be called taking advantage of popularity."

"..." James quietly finished the dumplings in his bowl, looking very peaceful.

"Why didn't you respond?" Kimberly poked him with her elbow and nodded at Andrew with her chin. "He's provoking you. He had already issued a challenge."

James shook his head indifferently and replied, "After all, he lost so much money. Let him talk a little more, he had gained nothing except verbally."

"Damn it."