Zayla yawned lazily, then flashed a smile.
"Good afternoon." She greeted.
The moment Norah saw Zayla, her expression immediately stiffened.
"Zayla, you're here... There is a luxury RV." Norah laughed awkwardly, her voice strained.
Just then, Lincoln came out from behind the luxury RV.
"You came to record the reality show even after being injured. You are very dedicated."
Lincoln spoke in a calm, commanding voice that seemed to have an inscrutable meaning as if he were mocking Norah. However, his handsome face remained calm and serious.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet, as if a flock of crows had flown by, cackling with laughter...
Norah's embarrassment from before made Abigail feel even more awkward. Now, Norah's discomfort was a million times worse.
Norah quickly reached out to hold her ankle, struggling to maintain her balance while bracing herself against a nearby tree.