Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 186: Itinerary

Production Team.

Even though Moira Young really didn’t want to go to the production team, she promised the director yesterday morning that she would only take one day off and be back today, so she hurriedly ate breakfast and headed over.

Since Elena had already been forced to withdraw from the competition, there were only nine girls left in the production team.

The remaining eight girls acted as if Moira Young was invisible when she arrived.

It was still breakfast time, and they chatted while eating. Moira Young, having already eaten, sat quietly in her seat without saying a word.

"I used to really like Glen Guthrie. He’s so handsome! But I never expected him to be this kind of person, it’s terrifying," said Elena, shivering at the news, as it’s indeed frightening for a female artist.

"Yeah, I remember hearing that Glen Guthrie had just signed several film and TV shows, as well as variety programs, and was just gaining popularity, only to do something like this now."

"He probably offended someone who dug up the dirt on him," one of the girls glanced at the newspaper, calmly analyzing. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Moira Young listened quietly, as if it had nothing to do with her.

After going back and forth with their discussion, the eight girls had pretty much said everything there was to say, leaving Moira Young as the only one who hadn’t spoken.

They all turned toward Moira Young, "Why aren’t you saying anything?"

"I have nothing to say," Moira Young genuinely didn’t know what to say.

Elena rolled her eyes at her and said, "Although the newspaper didn’t explicitly mention which female artists Glen Guthrie took to the bar, you’re from the same company, and there were rumors recently, so...you’re probably one of them, right..."

As Elena finished speaking, the other girls laughed along.

Moira Young stubbornly remained silent, and the other girls found it pointless, so they once again ignored her.

The director saw that everyone had finished eating and came over to announce today’s schedule.

"Everyone, pay attention," the director called out.

All the girls got up from the dining table and lined up.

"There’s no need to practice vocals and dance today and tomorrow; consider it a two-day break," the director said with a teasing smile.

"Really, director!" Everyone couldn’t contain their excitement.

"But—" the director added a but.

"Everyone will be going to the mountains to do charity work and teach at a primary school," the director’s sudden decision was influenced by policies from above; if they didn’t include something positive, the program might get shut down while airing.

Since the camera was filming, even the girls who were reluctant still agreed with the director enthusiastically.

"Great, director, we’ve always wanted to do charity work; we finally have a chance," Elena exclaimed, grabbing the hand of the girl next to her excitedly.

Even Moira Young was a little unsettled now; she had always wanted to help the kids she saw in magazines and on TV living in the mountains.

At that time, Arthur Whitman was still seen as a great philanthropist.

At that time, Julian Sinclair hadn’t abandoned her yet.

"Alright, everyone, bring your personal belongings. We’re staying overnight there, so you can bring a small blanket if you’d like; otherwise, it might not feel comfortable sleeping," the director, knowing the environment there in advance, honestly guessed that it might be hard for anyone to get used to it.

His words were a kind of heads-up, just hoping nothing goes wrong later on.

The girls, outwardly eager, hurried to pack their things, but once in their rooms, they seemed a bit downcast, and some even threw tantrums.

Perhaps due to being pampered all their lives, some people just aren’t willing to go to such rundown places in the mountains.

Moira Young also returned to her room. Since Elena had already been forced to withdraw, her belongings were gone, leaving only Moira’s.

She thought about what to bring: two sets of intimate clothing, a few books, and some pens, knowing full well that the kids might not understand them, but they could be placed in the school’s library and the pens could be given to the kids.

Moira Young still felt it was too little, wondering what to do if there were many kids?

She searched her room, trying to find something useful for the kids, only to realize the things she brought to the production team were really too few...

Originally wanting to go out and buy more, the time was too tight, and she couldn’t make it.

"Please gather in the living room within five minutes; we are departing in six minutes," the loudspeaker started urging.

Moira Young packed the books, pens, and two intimate clothing items, brought a thin, small blanket, and went to the living room.

Once all the girls gathered, the director looked them over.

Aside from Moira Young, the other eight girls carried a lot of stuff, some even dragging large twenty-eight-inch suitcases.

"What did you all bring?" the director couldn’t help but ask.

"Makeup, blankets, clothes, shoes, and stuff like that," their luggage was pretty similar.

The director turned to Moira Young, "Is this all you’re bringing?"

Moira Young nodded; there really wasn’t much to bring. She thought the cosmetic bottles were heavy, and there probably weren’t the facilities for makeup or removal in the mountains, so she simply didn’t bring them.

Seeing Moira Young with a small blanket, the director was reassured; if she got cold in the mountains or something happened to her, his job wouldn’t be secure!

"Alright, let’s go," the director waved his hand, indicating everyone to follow, and the cameramen also followed along.

The group boarded the production team’s bus, with Moira Young sitting at the back, taking up a whole row by herself, leaning against the window quietly.

The other girls, eager to appear on camera, pushed forward, singing, then started playing a singing relay game.

They hoped Moira Young wouldn’t speak, wished she had no screen time, and believed that with less airtime for her, they had a chance to win first place.

But later, the journey took so long that everyone couldn’t keep up and gradually fell asleep.

When the bus stopped, the girls thought they had arrived, excitedly got off to stretch after a seven-hour journey, each of them exhausted.

The director seemed not to tire at all and took out his loudspeaker: "Assemble."

"It’s just three kilometers to the destination now, just a blink of an eye, hang in there," the director said.

"Great, only three kilometers left!" Several girls clapped excitedly.

"However, because the roads inside aren’t smooth, the production team’s vehicle can’t get in, so now we can only rely on everyone to walk," the director continued.

As soon as he finished speaking, all were stunned.

They all looked at their burdensome luggage, pitifully gazing at the director: "Director, there’s so much stuff, we can’t carry it all..."

"The cameramen will help share the load, but just like everyone else, the crew is exhausted, and their cameras are too heavy for you to carry, so they can only help with a small portion, the rest is up to you."