Never Late, Never Away

Chapter 3375 A Bystander

“I didn’t expect to see you here, Mr. Wilson.” The director stepped forward to greet Jake, visibly tensed.

He didn’t participate in the shooting of the second season. When he heard from the photographer and producer that Megan had appeared with Jake, he regretted letting her participate in the show.

He was afraid of upsetting Jake in any way. Originally, he planned to discontinue the show after season two, but the ratings for the second season far exceeded the first season’s. Not to mention, it had also caused a minor uproar on the internet.

He was currently caught between a hammer and an anvil. On the one hand, he was requested by the investors to continue shooting, and on the other, he was afraid that Jake would have leverage over him and affect his career. Hence, he became anxious the moment he saw the man.

“Don’t mind me. I’m only here to check things out as an investor,” Jake stood beside Megan and stated in a grandiose manner, but none of the people present believed a single word he just uttered.

Despite that, they didn’t dare to openly show it, smiling and nodding in response before boarding the plane together.

A few hours later, everyone finally arrived in Yorksland. Megan did not speak throughout the entire flight as she felt groggy and uncomfortable due to her cold.

source of infection, looked completely fine. He was only weak for

exiting the airport gates, there was a bus waiting for everyone. After several more hours, they finally arrived at the final shooting location – a wooden-structured homestay in

were scattered across the sky, while a thin veil of clouds seemed to be caressing the moon’s silvery,

in her room, Megan realized that it was already quite late. Sleep called to her, but she knew that it would be impossible

up a mouth-watering aroma. Something delicious

with Jonas who

between them. Megan

look away from her because he

recollected his thoughts and stared at her, trying his best to maintain a calm front. “Mm. The director and the others are having a barbeque downstairs. They told me to

of relief. “I got it. I’ll go

conversation. He was no longer the carefree and cheerful young man from before. Instead, his every smile was to hide

reason for the drastic change in him but had to pretend otherwise. Averting her gaze, she was about to skirt around

could talk to her for a bit longer. However, he had lost the right to do so. He was merely an ordinary friend to her, and a bystander to her

of that, there was something he needed to