Two days later.
The Hillside Villa, afternoon.
The weather was gloomy, making it particularly cool.
Today the housekeeper had the servants move the table and chairs to the lawn at the entrance of the villa. Summer Shawcross sat on a chair, enjoying the cool breeze while eating fruit and checking her phone for the sales and rankings of her new album, as well as the many reviews of her new song. Surprisingly, the feedback was overwhelmingly positive.
Once always criticized and attacked, the sudden change to such favorable treatment made her somewhat unaccustomed.
Just as she was focused on her phone, the housekeeper came over with two more portions of snacks, placing them on the table.
"Housekeeper, I'm already full..." Summer gave a helpless glance at the small coffee table filled with various fruits and snacks.
The housekeeper was treating her like a pig to be fed...
On hearing her words, the housekeeper merely smiled, and with a concerned expression, said to her,
