Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 463: The group and the conglomerates are far apart.

Daisy Ginger’s cold, after sleeping with Edward Stephens, unexpectedly recovered without treatment.

Taking advantage of Elena Raven’s production crew on break, she went back to Royal Entertainment to contact a PR company, discussing how to handle the upcoming public opinion battle with Emma Magus. To her surprise, there was no battle at all; Emma’s side simply ceased fire.

Given that woman’s arrogant and domineering nature, Daisy thought she’d cause a huge ruckus.

Could it be because she feared the video Daisy managed to get hold of?

A week later, Elena received a call from the production crew, asking her to return to film. Daisy and Erin reluctantly bid her farewell and returned together with Elena.

After the recent commotion, the atmosphere within the production crew felt a bit eerie upon their return.

Emma Magus ran her own studio and hadn’t joined any agency. With her experience, she didn’t need the support of any agency, while Royal Entertainment was just a small company that had been operating for three years. Elena was bullied without anyone stepping in to help her.

Hence, even their accommodations were different from Emma’s.

Emma stayed in the best dormitory building, furnished to a five-star standard, with her driver sharing the dorm with her, while Daisy and Elena shared a floor with the crew members; their dorm room didn’t even have air conditioning.

Unexpectedly, upon their return, they were notified to change dorms and move to the building where Emma stayed.

"Wow, there’s central air conditioning."

Upon entering the new dorm, Elena exclaimed in delight.

Daisy directed the staff helping them move to put the suitcases down, walked over to lie on the soft down comforter, and let out a contented sigh.

"Daisy, why do you think they asked us to change dorms?" Elena, after organizing and hanging up her clothes in the wardrobe, curiously walked over to ask Daisy.

Daisy, munching on an orange and lying with her legs propped up, wiggled her toes at the question, "Maybe they’re overwhelmed by my undeniable charisma?"

After all, they’re all bullies who prey on the weak; seeing Daisy not even regarding Emma as a threat must have scared them, right?

Elena blinked innocently and praised, "Daisy, you’re amazing!"

Indeed.

Daisy proudly lifted her chin.

*

Having not worked for over a week, it was unlikely the crew could start shooting the same day. The director’s team handed out the revised script for the actors to review, then announced the first night off.

While heading out for dinner when the door opened at night, Daisy ran into Emma Magus, who had just returned. That woman still carried an overbearing demeanor and gave Daisy a fierce glare upon seeing her, snorted coldly, raised her chin, and entered her room, slamming the door shut with a bang.

Crazy.

Daisy chuckled coldly, ignored her, and took Elena to the canteen.

The food at the group’s canteen was also divided into various levels; not everyone could eat like big stars. For the past few months, Daisy and Elena had meals similar to extras, all boxed meals.

Now that they had moved into the "five-star suite", even their meals aimed to match those of big stars, with three dishes and one soup, and meat every meal, providing a very balanced nutrition.

This treatment was unexpectedly generous.

While eating steak with Elena, Daisy wondered if she had truly become famous overnight. Did hitting Emma get her steak?

*

On this day, Elena had no scenes throughout the day, and Daisy, curled up in her blanket, slept until half-past twelve in the afternoon, only waking up when Elena rushed in noisily.

"Daisy, wake up! Let’s go downstairs for the buffet!"

"Daisy! If you don’t get up now, your braised shrimp will be gone!"

"Daisy! Wake up!"

Daisy drowsily woke up, opened her eyes to see the excited Elena, feeling bewildered: "What buffet?"

In this remote place, apart from the canteen, where would there be a buffet?

"Someone delivered a meal to the crew, heard it’s a buffet from a five-star hotel, the whole crew can eat it!"

Unknowledgeable Elena looked extremely excited; Daisy was shaken awake by her, gave her a disdainful glance, "I’ve taken you to so many upscale banquets, can’t you develop a mindset where money is nothing to you?"

"But I’ve never had a five-star buffet in the crew before!"

"..."

Daisy scratched her head, threw off the quilt, and yawned.

"Let’s go."

Sometimes the crew received outside meals, usually from fan support or some celebrity being doted on by a sugar daddy, getting special treatment to show off. However, having a five-star hotel buffet delivered to such a remote place was not just an ordinary gesture.

When Daisy finished getting dressed and went downstairs, she saw a huge tent set up in the open space of the crew, with professional chefs wearing chef hats cooking BBQ outside.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, something the canteen meals couldn’t compare to. Elena pulled her to get a tray and queue up at the BBQ zone. While Daisy glanced around idly, she noticed Emma Magus in a red dress talking to a man under a tree.

Daisy’s heart skipped a beat, but upon recognizing the man talking to Emma, she relaxed – it was Ryan Smith.

Was Ryan here to deliver a buffet to boost Emma’s image?

Perhaps noticing her gaze, Emma, who was talking to Ryan, suddenly turned her head, her gaze directly meeting Daisy’s.

Then, Ryan also looked over.

After talking about something, Daisy saw Emma grab Ryan’s hand, glare at her, and leave.

Crazy.

Daisy chuckled and withdrew her gaze, took a few skewers of BBQ from Elena’s tray, and found a spot inside the tent to sit down.

Soon enough, Elena returned with a pile of food.

She also brought fresh gossip for Daisy.

"Daisy, do you know who sent the buffet?"

Daisy propped her chin up and nonchalantly picked a prawn to eat, "Wasn’t it a friend of Emma’s?"

"Wow, Daisy, how did you know?" Elena exclaimed.

"Hmph." Daisy let out two hums, "Just a guess."

"I heard it was from a super powerful tycoon," Elena said.

Ryan’s family couldn’t be called a tycoon, right? A corporation and a tycoon are worlds apart.

Daisy said nothing, took advantage of Elena’s chatter to quickly consume the prawns Elena brought over, leaving only shrimp shells when Elena realized.

"Daisy..." Elena looked crestfallen, "You should have left me one."

Daisy pinched her cheek without any remorse, "That’s the price of your gossiping."

Elena watched her stand proudly and stretch, "I’m going out for a stroll, you take your time eating."

Then leisurely walked away.