Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 583

"It doesn't count..."

The cameraman looked troubled as he glanced down at the lens he was holding.

At some point, the director had switched the live feed to them. Their previous conversation was already broadcast live to the entire country.

[Report for negative competition!]

[Hilarious, while everyone else is seriously competing, only the Sophie-James duo is cunningly finding loopholes to slack off!]

[Why do I feel like James is so manly? A man should be just like that! What's an award worth, when his wife is what matters most!]

...

Sophie looked at the camera but couldn't manage a smile. She could probably imagine the fierce discussions happening among the viewers. She just hoped Colby wouldn’t see any of this.

Time ticked by, and the weather on the island visibly changed.

Sophie looked up at the sky and said, "Looks like it's going to rain, doesn’t it?"

"Seems like it."

James took down the backpack, which contained simple raincoats prepared by the production team in advance.

"Put on the raincoat." James handed Sophie the raincoat.

"Wait, what about you?"

Sophie quickly noticed there was only one raincoat, and James had already zipped up the backpack and slung it over his shoulder, saying lightly, "I just hope you don’t get rained on."

"But..."

"Ms. Sophie, there’s only one raincoat." The cameraman whispered, but it was loud enough for the viewers to hear.

[They knew it was going to rain and only prepared one raincoat. Why?]

Sophie's retort left the cameraman speechless.

The barrage of comments started to explode as the director had anticipated.

[Seriously, if they dropped me in such an unsafe place and deliberately didn’t provide me with safety equipment, I would definitely call the police.]

[What's the difference between this and paying me to risk my life?]

[Sophie seems so tough. The other teams just silently endured.]

...

The production team was sweating bullets watching the comments.

The director wiped the sweat off his forehead. The team’s private messages were being bombarded. People were cursing at them non-stop, and some were strongly demanding the competition be stopped.