Possessed No More: The True Star Returns to Claim Her Throne-Chapter 105: Director Warren Is So Bad

He picked out a white hoodie and a pair of light-colored casual pants. After styling his hair, the man seemed quite pleased with his appearance, flashing a big smile at his reflection in the mirror.

Opening the door, he saw Sebastian Sinclair’s familiar baby face.

"Morning, Second Young Master."

The man slung an arm around Sebastian Sinclair’s shoulders. "Yeah, morning to you too. Come on, let’s go down for breakfast."

Sebastian Sinclair had a youthful face, and he smiled a lot, which made him seem like a big kid.

"Yes, Second Young Master."

Sebastian Sinclair glanced impassively at his young master’s arm, where... sure enough. He discreetly averted his gaze, letting his young master keep an arm around him as they went downstairs to the dining room.

The butler and servants greeted him when he came down, then quickly disappeared. The man chatted with Sebastian Sinclair while eating. "Anything interesting happen lately?"

Sebastian Sinclair shrugged. "What could possibly be interesting? Although, that game you designed last time now has over a dozen distributors. It’s raking in a fortune, so you can buy lots and lots of figurines."

Eric Sinclair blinked. ’Heh, this kid isn’t being honest. Does he really think I don’t know anything?’

’My older brother has a woman by his side now, yet he dares to hide it from me.’

After breakfast, Eric Sinclair dismissed Sebastian Sinclair. "I’m staying home to play games today. You don’t need to follow me around. Go find your girlfriend and have a date."

Sebastian Sinclair: ’I’d need to have a girlfriend first, wouldn’t I? Who the hell am I supposed to date?’

After giving his orders, Eric Sinclair dove into his private game room, which also served as his workshop, and locked the door tight.

’His young master clearly found me an eyesore.’ All he could do was wait obediently outside and hope his young master wouldn’t stir up any trouble.

As soon as Eric Sinclair entered the room, he collapsed onto a sofa that looked incredibly comfortable and, grabbing his tablet, tapped into a livestream on his company’s platform.

At that moment, Riley Perry was leisurely riding a deer through the forest. After traveling for a while, she called over a smaller deer, broke off two bananas from its back, and handed one to Victoria Koenig, who was carefully holding onto the deer’s antlers. The other she peeled and popped into her own mouth.

"Ah, this is the life. It’s a shame we’ll be out of these mountains tomorrow. When I have time, I’ll come back here by myself. I could live in this forest for a month without leaving." The Spiritual Energy in the mountains was, after all, a bit richer than in the city.

Victoria Koenig let go with one hand, peeled her banana with her mouth, and started eating. "I don’t ever want to come back. If I wasn’t on a team with Ria, I suspect I would have starved to death in this forest. And if I didn’t starve, I’d have been bullied to death by these monkeys and deer."

Riley Perry chuckled. Looking up, she said, "There’s a card on that tallest tree up ahead. I’ll go get it. Maybe we can have a more lavish lunch."

The large deer she was riding immediately turned and headed toward the big tree.

When they were close enough, Riley Perry patted the large deer’s back. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, that’s good."

She crumpled up the banana peel in her hand, gave it a weightless toss toward the card stuck between the branches, and then patted the large deer. The deer took four or five steps forward, and the card fluttered down from the tree right into Riley Perry’s lap.

She picked up the card and looked at it. "What is Director Warren thinking? He puts a card this high up in a tree, and all we get for it is a bag of white sugar? What am I going to do with white sugar?"

"Don’t we still have five pounds of beef? We can make a sweet-flavored stew for lunch," Victoria Koenig said, trying to console her.

"You like sweet food?"

"...Not really," Victoria Koenig admitted. "I prefer savory and spicy."

"Then why did you suggest that?" Riley Perry asked.

Victoria Koenig chuckled sheepishly. "I was just worried you’d be angry. If we don’t use the sugar, we can just keep the card. Maybe we’ll find a use for it later."

The Stag Squad continued on their way, while Eric Sinclair was already mesmerized by the confident, powerful woman on the screen.

No, the more he watched, the more obsessed he became!

"No wonder my older brother wanted to hide her away. Only a woman like this could move his heart!"

As he watched, he shot to his feet. "Woods! Woods!" he yelled as he walked toward the door. "Hurry up and send me this woman’s file! And organize a list of my properties. I’m moving!"

Sebastian Sinclair: ’Oh, for heaven’s sake, you really are as whimsical as they come!’

But he still resigned himself to his fate and got to work.

Back on the show, Riley Perry and Victoria Koenig found two more reward cards. One was for a can of insect repellent, and the other was, surprisingly, for a bucket.

Victoria Koenig said, "These reward cards are getting more and more ridiculous. I suspect Director Warren is messing with us on purpose."

"Looks like we’ll have to find our own ingredients."

Hearing this, Victoria Koenig felt a tiny bit guilty. After all, she really couldn’t get a single thing on her own.

Just then, a comment scrolled across the screen: [Director Warren is totally doing it on purpose. The production team had already prepared all the cards for this route in advance—they were all for food. But Riley Perry was performing too well, so Director Warren had people swap out all the cards overnight. Now none of the cards for this team are useful. We just didn’t expect a deer to show up and help her today. Director Warren is already trying to think of ways to increase the difficulty for Riley Perry’s team.]

[Director Warren is so mean.]

[Hurry up, hurry up, I want to see it.]

[Ria’s Fan: I feel bad for our Sweetie for one second. But please don’t stop, we love to see it. Riley, hurry up and catch some chickens! Or rabbits! Best if you catch a hundred or so, roast them, and do a giveaway on Weibo.]

In front of the monitor, Director Warren rubbed his increasingly sparse scalp and continued to rack his brain for ways to challenge Riley Perry. The girl looked so frail, but the moment the show started, it was like she had activated cheat codes. If he let her keep this up, she’d probably finish the challenge and "get off work" early.

How could he let that happen? She was the show’s secret to high ratings right now—the positive-energy kind, of course. If she really finished filming ahead of schedule, it would definitely impact the show.

’Sigh, how am I supposed to challenge that girl?’

...

In Livestream Channel 1, Ethan Shaw had long lost his polished look from the day before. His all-black tracksuit was covered in dirt. They had gotten up at the crack of dawn to travel, but after two or three hours, they hadn’t found a single card. Miles Ford was getting anxious. He suspected they had taken a wrong turn; otherwise, how could there be no card where one was supposed to be?

So, they stood there studying the map for nearly an hour but couldn’t make heads or tails of it. In the end, they decided to stick to the original route. Along the way, they ran into a large rooster. The two grown men chased it for over half an hour without catching it. Instead, they ended up completely worn out. Not only were they covered in grime, but they didn’t even manage to grab a single feather.

[Wait, a martial arts star and a national-level athlete can’t even catch a chicken? I guess all that stuff in the movies really is just acting.]

[He’s not even as good as Riley Perry. No wonder she’s not into him.]

[Get lost, get lost, get lost! Riley Perry is just lucky, that’s all. If she’s so great, let’s see her catch another one!]