When filming for the third episode of Iron Will began, Yvonne returned to the Istra military base.


    The male celebrity guests remained the same: Julian, Jonathan, Lennon, and Thomas. On the women''s side, a new face, dys, had joined to rece Daisy, teaming up with Marina, Doris, and Yvonne.


    dys was a celebrated athlete, a short-track speed skating champion, with a bright and straightforward personality. She got along well with everyone.


    The four women-Yvonne, Marina, Doris, and dys were assigned to the same dorm.


    Doris, remembering how Queena had manipted her into ruining Yvonne''s bed, offered a sincere apology. For an A-list actress like her to swallow her pride was rare indeed. Yvonne wasn''t one to hold a grudge, and the two of them made peace.


    Marina, however, remained her usual gentle, harmless self. She interacted with Yvonne just as before, as if their argument at the club had never happened.


    After a long day of filming, everyone was exhausted.


    Yvonne went back to the dorm, grabbed her toiletries and a change of clothes, and headed to themunal washroom at the end of the hall.


    She had just finished washing her face and was drying her hair when Marina walked in with her own toiletries. Standing next to Yvonne, Marina turned on the faucet and began washing her hands. "Yvonne," she said softly, "I''m so sorry about what happened the other day. I know you were just looking out for me."


    Yvonne switched off her hair dryer and looked at her, her expression calm. "You don''t owe me an apology, Marina. You owe yourself one."


    Marina''s eyes reddened. “I know. I''m not going to those parties anymore. You were right-trading my body for opportunities isn''t worth it." She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, then pulled a red envelope from her pocket and held it out to Yvonne.


    "I''m getting married next month. Yvonne, would you be my bridesmaid?"


    Yvonne took the invitation. It was a beautiful crimson card with the couple''s names embossed in gold foil. Inside was their engagement photo The man was young and handsome, and Marina was leaning against him like a delicate flower, her smile radiant.


    "Of course," Yvonne nodded, adding, "Congrattions."


    "Thank you, Yvonne." Overjoyed, Marina gave her a quick hug.


    The rest of the shoot went smoothly. With Daisy, the resident pot-stirrer, gone, the guests were a tight-knit team,pleting every task with ease.


    The only disappointment for Yvonne was that she didn''t see Bet once during her week at the base. But the base was enormous; it was only natural that their paths wouldn''t cross.


    Besides, it was for the best that they didn''t see each other, didn''t think about each other.


    Filming for the third episode


    wrapped up just as Sandra was busy taking a group of new trainees to a variety show audition. With no time to pickyvonne up from the base herself, Sandra called and arranged for Yvonne to get a ride back with Marina.


    As a fairly sessful B-list actress who consistently earned money for thepany,


    Marina had her own private car and a personal assistant.


    Yvonne settled into thefortable van, enjoying the air conditioning as she


    watched the scenery blur past the window.


    "I have to stop by the office," Marina said from the seat beside her. "Should I have


    the driver drop you at the Spencer estate first?"


    "Yes, please. Thank you," Yvonne replied politely.


    The van drove smoothly until it


    l.ne


    pulled up to the gates of the Spencer family estate. As a minor artist under thepany''s banner, Marina''s car wasn''t cleared to enter the estate grounds. Besides, Teresa, forather gentle demeanor was fiercely possessive and deeply mistrustful of the young actresses at thepany.