Chapter 507:

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“Aah!” Astrid screamed, feigning pain as they climbed up a slope, causing her to stumble and fall into Oliver’s arms.

Oliver, always a gentleman, wouldn’t simply let Astrid fall. He caught her and asked with concern, “Are you okay?”

“I’m… I’m fine. These shoes are just difficult to walk in,” Astrid replied, feigning helplessness.

While others might have been fooled by Astrid’s act, Darya, who had dealt with cunning manipulators like Regina, saw through her little tricks. Choosing not to react, she continued walking forward, and Oliver quickly followed suit.

Oliver even took out a bottle of mineral water, opened it, and handed it to Darya. “We must keep hydrated.”

A gentle smile graced Darya’s lips as she accepted the bottle from Oliver. “Thank you.”

The entire show was being broadcast live, and viewers couldn’t help but comment on their interactions.

[StarStruckOliverFan1]: “Wow! Oliver is such a gentleman! I want to marry him!”

[DaryaSuperfan]: “I feel like Astrid likes Oliver, but Oliver clearly has feelings for Darya! What kind of melodramatic love triangle is this?”

[OliverAstridShipper]: “I think Oliver and Astrid are more compatible. Didn’t they just win the Best Supporting Actor and Actress awards?”

Meanwhile, Micah had just returned to his office after a meeting. Despite not having fully recovered from his injuries, his workaholic nature compelled him to be back at work.

Norris, concerned for his boss’s well-being, had attempted to convince him to take a proper rest, but Micah’s determination made it difficult for Norris to voice his concerns.

Norris hesitated when he noted the lively online discussions surrounding the outdoor adventure reality show. Should he inform the boss about this development? After all, Miss McAllister was part of the show.

The assistant found himself torn between his loyalty to Micah and his concern for his well-being.

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“We have to tell the boss! This is about Darya! If he finds out on his own, he’ll be upset,” the angelic voice inside Norris argued.

“But he hasn’t fully recovered yet. We shouldn’t add more stress to his plate,” the devilish voice countered.

Standing outside Micah’s office, Norris hesitated.

Just as he was about to make a decision, the door swung open, and Micah bumped into him, startling Norris.

“What are you doing here?” Micah frowned, his imposing presence casting a shadow over Norris.

Nervously, Norris stammered, “Um, boss, I have something to tell you, but I’m not sure if I should.”

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