Lost Me Gained Regret

The producer jolted awake and quickly replied on WhatsApp, "Ivy, it seems I didn't make myself clear before. What I meant was, we will ensure Miss Summer's segments are cut perfectly and match her online persona to a T."

"Was I not clear? Zane, what we mean is, make it as appealing as possible! If the audience reacts positively, Ms. Taylor might consider funding the next season. Got it?"

The producer was sharp enough to catch on this time. "Got it, got it! I'm on it!"

So, it seems Summer managed to tick off her own mother!

But deep down, he wondered, a mother allowing the show to air her daughter's dirty laundry?

How deep must their rift be?

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But that was none of his concern. His job was to stick close to Bella!

-Make it as appealing as possible!

He chuckled, confident he could live up to those words.

Summer's SUV pulled up on the gravel road.

Her assistant got out first, then turned to help Summer.

After dominating the trending topics on Twitter last time, offers flooded in, from scripts and reality shows to magazine shoots.

As a regular on "Slow Life," she couldn't join a film set or another show, but stepping out for a magazine shoot was no issue.

Today, she had just finished a magazine shoot, and as she stepped out of the car, a considerable number of fans were waiting by the road to cheer her on.

"Summer! We love you!"

"Summer, make sure you eat well, you've lost weight!"

"Summer, rest assured, we've got the magazine sales covered!"

Unlike last time, these were all her fans.

Summer smiled sweetly, bowing slightly, her voice tender, "Thank you, everyone. I've arranged for some ice cream trucks to come by. They should be here soon, so everyone can cool off a bit!"

The assistant was momentarily stunned but said nothing.

Back at the reality show filming location and in her room, the assistant covered a camera before asking, "Did you really order ice cream, Summer?" They were in a rural area, but close enough to town for deliveries.

But she hadn't seen Summer order anything.

Summer was nonchalant, "Nope."

The assistant, puzzled, "Then why did you tell your fans you ordered them ice cream..."

Summer rolled her eyes, "Why so many questions? I didn't order, but can't you do it now? Assistant, assistant, do you even know what you're here for?"

"But..." The assistant glanced out the window towards the road. "It's so hot out, if we order now, they'll have to wait a long time..."

"Ah, does it matter how long they

wait?" Summer was impatient. "Fans these days are so devoted, as long as they get their ice cream, they'll be happy. Even if they wait a long time, they just blame the vendor How is this my problem?"

"Alright, enough chatter, or I'll replace you too."

Originally, Bella had assigned her an assistant.

But feeling like she was being monitored, she found a reason to switch assistants.

The assistant quickly apologized, "Sorry, my bad..."

Then, noticing another camera fixed in the corner, she panicked and rushed to cover it, "Wait, why is there another camera in here?"

Normally, anything recorded after a camera is covered doesn't get aired.

"Useless!" Summer glared at her. "If you keep being this careless, I'll have my mom blacklist you! You won't last a day in this industry! Go ask the director who gave them the nerve to add a camera in my room without so much as a warning?"