"Had enough of a look? He''s gone," Sandra said, waving a hand in front of Yvonne''s face.


    Yvonne snapped back to reality and looked at her. "Sandra, what are you doing here?"


    "The reality show starts filming tomorrow. I came over to help you check for anything that might be too private or controversial. You can''t have those on camera. The audience these days is so nitpicky."


    Sandra then added, "If I''d known, I wouldn''t havee."


    Yvonne knew Sandra was referring to her and Bet''s intimate moment at the entrance, and her cheeks burned again.


    "So you actually tamed the ice prince?" Sandra asked in disbelief.


    Yvonne didn''t say anything, likely out of shyness.


    "What about Ms. Walker then?" Sandra couldn''t help but ask.


    "They broke up," Yvonne said.


    Sandra''s expression shifted from disbelief to utter shock.


    She never thought Bet would actually give up an alliance with the Walker family for Yvonne.


    "Is Bet serious about this?"


    "Maybe he''s like you, just seeing a shadow of Yvonne in me," Yvonne replied with a shrug, offering the only exnation she could.


    Sandra opened her mouth, but suddenly found herself at a loss for words, letting out a long sigh instead.


    Sandra went upstairs with Yvonne and helped her tidy up the apartment.


    Everything was clean and organized. Anything that didn''t fit Yvonne''s public persona was packed away in boxes.


    Given her current fame, this downtown apartment was a perfect fit for her.


    The two of them were busy untilte at night before Yvonne finally went to bed.


    The next morning, the production crew arrived right at her door, not giving the celebrities any time to put on makeup.


    Yvonne was still in her pajamas, her hair casually tied up in a messy bun. She rubbed her eyes and went to open the door.


    "Good morning, Ms. Jones." The show''s host, cameramen, and other crew members came in.


    "Good morning, everyone. Please,e in Yvonne greeted the crew with a smile. She then bent down get


    freeveral pairs of new slippers


    the shoe cab.


    Sandra had prepared all of this the day before.


    After letting the crew in, she apologized and went to the bathroom to freshen up.


    She was quick, taking less than


    minutes to emerge. She hadn''t


    changed, still wearing her


    cotton


    short sleeve pajamas with a


    cartoon print that suited her age.


    Yvonne wore no makeup, but her bare face was still stunning. On her small, palm-


    sized face, her fox-like eyes were even more striking.


    She got drinks for everyone from the fridge and asked if they needed breakfast, being a very warm and thoughtful host.


    "We''ve already eaten, Ms. Jones. Please don''t worry about us," a crew member said as they bustled around, setting up cameras in various spots.


    "Ms. Jones, our show records 24/7. If you have any private moments, like showering or sleeping, you can cover the camera."


    "Okay." Yvonne took note of all the camera locations and then went into the kitchen to make breakfast.


    Being able to work from home put Yvonne in a good mood. She even hummed a little tune while preparing her meal.


    Yvonne''s breakfast was simple: a sandwich and a ss of milk. Quick and nutritious.


    Yvonne sat at the dining table eating her breakfast while scrolling through videos on her phone.


    Whether as a former police officer or


    a current actress, Yvonne was still a young woman at heart. Like any other girl in her twenties, her life was


    simple and full, with its share of worries but mostly filled with


    youthful energy.


    Once the cameras were set up, the crew left. From then on, it was just Yvonne and


    the cameras in the apartment.