She seemed to be unaffected emotionally.
She even raised an eyebrow at Julian Fairchild.
Julian's gaze gradually shifted from contemplation to helplessness.
"Alright, everyone, let's disperse, don't crowd together." Lucy Sterling regained her smile, looking very friendly, "Those who need to rest can rest, those who need to work can work, we'll start eating in a bit."
"Okay."
"Julian, let's go inside, Maeve, you should come and rest too."
"Mhm." Maeve Lane responded, "I'll be there in a moment."
Sean Shaw and Julian Fairchild went into the bamboo house.
Maeve Lane started preparing the stove fire in the area the production team had specially cleared. There was already a stove; she just needed to light it.
While doing these tasks, Maeve thought, the production team indeed stuck to their word; they aimed for authenticity and restored every little detail.
But she also realized why those first- and second-tier celebrities didn't want to come on this show.
