Darcy clenched her fist, walked up to me, and gave me a signature roll of her eyes.
"Leia, I didn't expect you to actually come."
I pulled my gaze back from my brother and sister-in-law in the distance, looking at the woman in front of me who was showing off her power.
"There's money to be made, why wouldn't I come? Besides, I am a regular guest, I should thank you for that."
Darcy couldn't laugh at all.
She knew that I was aware of all her past tricks.
Darcy and I were artists from the same batch in the company, we went to film and variety shows together.
But she was not satisfied with the company's equal distribution of resources.
She wanted to push me out and monopolize all the resources.
When I was preparing for the audition, she stole the script to trip me up.
Making me lose a role I thought was a sure thing.
When I was on a variety show, she pretended to be straightforward, revealing secrets and hinting at my public image.
Making my image plummet.
After a few rounds of this, my popularity with the public got worse and worse, and my situation in the company became more and more difficult.
That's when the company pushed me to the program "Lucky Kitchen" that no one wanted to go to at the time.
Darcy rolled her eyes at me again and sneered,
"That's show biz, you don't understand the rules of the game, can you blame me? If you're not as good, you might as well quit early, I don't want to see you again."
"Oh, I forgot. You're about to be blacklisted, there won't be a next time."
Darcy left after dropping the harsh words.
I was just about to follow her when my phone suddenly rang.
"Leia, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that your sister-in-law and I have made up. The bad news is that you're taking all the blame."
I looked at the couple not far away, showing off their love.
I couldn't help but sigh.
No one in this family cares about my life, right?
After everyone arrived, we quickly entered the main segment of the program "Lucky Kitchen".
Cooking.
After Amber walked around the kitchen, she pointed in the direction of the rice bin and refrigerator and said lightly,
"It looks like we need to go grocery shopping ourselves."
The production team indeed wanted to create conflict, not preparing any ingredients.
They also wanted to create a battlefield when we divided into teams.
Looking at the empty refrigerator, my brother suddenly fell silent.