Chapter 331: The Reality Show’s Curtain Call
[They’re really not hiding how much they adore each other.]
[A perfect pair—both intelligent and capable. Way better than that other couple who just don’t seem to fit.]
[Exactly. That other duo feels more like a political alliance. Even the flirt has admirers. I wouldn’t be surprised if Mr. Dester is being cheated on.]
Although Jeremy had insisted that Amelia couldn’t control him, the fans were convinced that if she truly wished, she could bend him to her will without effort.
When you’re rooting for a couple, even their casual conversations can seem charged with flirtation.
With the horse race behind them, the reality show officially wrapped up its season.
Judging by how smoothly everything had gone, it seemed likely they would capitalize on the momentum and launch a new season soon.
Still, whether Amelia and Jeremy would return for the next round remained uncertain.
They were undeniably the show’s brightest stars, yet also the busiest and most difficult to secure for future filming.
Once the cameras stopped rolling, the production team handed back everyone’s phones.
They even arranged rides to ensure all the guests made it home safely.
What the director hadn’t anticipated was just how extraordinary these guests truly were.
Outside, a fleet of luxury vehicles—some worth millions—waited silently to whisk them away.
At that moment, the crew realized these weren’t just ordinary guests; they were heirs, heiresses, and influential figures.
Who needed their modest vans now?
It was embarrassing and frankly a bit disrespectful.
Sabrina was the first to make her exit.
She had hoped to invite Jeremy to ride with her, but he hadn’t even glanced in her direction.
Throughout filming, he hadn’t paid her any attention, never uttering a word in front of everyone, so she didn’t expect anything to change now.
Sabrina wasn’t one to cause a scene. She figured she’d process her feelings later, so without a word, she slipped into her driver’s car and left quietly.
Vincent was next.
Before leaving, he wanted to say goodbye to Amelia and perhaps offer her a ride home.
But she didn’t meet his gaze even once, and that stung deeply.
He had endured so much during filming already. Now, drained both physically and emotionally, Vincent said nothing, asked for nothing, and simply climbed into his car.
Amelia had arranged for her company to send a car to pick up both her and Selena.
Just then, Jeremy spoke up.
“I’ll take you both home.”
“No, thanks. The company car is here,” Selena said quickly, a bit flustered.

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