Chapter 2211


    Keegan couldn''t stomach such sweet words, so he stood his ground. "Are you saying this just to calm


    me down?"


    A hint of hurt flickered in Ste''s eyes as she lowered her hand and said softly, "If you don''t believe me,


    I''ll take you to the fruit vendor, and let her tell you which one is sweeter. Let''s see if I''m lying to you."


    Immediately, Keegan grabbed her hand, feeding her a piece of the orange and murmuring, "I didn''t say


    I didn''t believe you."


    Ste hadn''t misled him; it was indeed very sweet, almost like honey, warming his heart.


    This knack for being easily appeased was one of Keegan''s major strengths.


    As for whether the big one tasted better or the small one, Ste actually didn''t know. Fruit vendors


    would surely im they were all delicious. But with her persuasive skills, no matter who got the big one


    or the small one today, she could smooth things over.


    As for Keegan calling her words sweet talk, she didn''t quite agree. She preferred to call it "the art of


    conversation."


    What Ste didn''t know was that after Keegan finished the orange, he started searching online on his


    phone. He searched and searched until he finally found a post by a marketing ount, which provided


    "scientific" evidence that smaller oranges were sweeter thanrger ones.


    He took a screenshot of the post and sent it to Trevor''s phone via multimedia message.


    Men from Rivera were always so determined.


    Felicity hadpleted writing the scriptmissioned by Ste, but she needed Ste to review it,


    add some details and polish it up.


    Material ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Felicity had been busy for many years, andtely, there had been an overflow of short dramas about


    melodramatic family conflicts in the market. Due to the recent surge in such productions, production


    companies were rushing to make simr ones, causing the viewership to be divided, and the data for


    this type of drama had declined.


    Vermont''s point was that they shouldn''t just make a film for the sake of it; they needed to make it


    popr, get the money, and achieve the goal, killing two birds with one stone.


    So, after analyzing the recent trends in short videos, Felicity revised the script to be an unlimited rebirth


    genre.


    The story''s protagonist was a nurse who repeatedly encountered idents on her way to work. Each


    restart began on the day she assisted a pregnant woman in giving birth. She wanted to survive, so she


    repeatedly changed her action ns in an attempt to evade this disaster.


    The story unfolded gradually, with the nurse gaining clues with each rebirth, until she gradually


    discovered the connection between the ident and the pregnant woman who died during childbirth.


    Ste was impressed by Felicity’s imagination. The suspenseful elements and the pursuit of the


    murderer, simr to "Happy Death Day," were gripping, far more captivating than straightforward


    melodramatic stories.


    Ste silently finished reading the script, leaving Felicity a bit nervous by her silence.


    Although Vermont said that it was good, he would not be entirely frank with her. Felicity still wanted to


    hear her good friend''s opinion.


    Ste nodded. "It''s excellent. I didn''t expect you to unfold the plot in this way. Can we change the


    ident to a fire?"


    Felicity nodded. "Sure, did youe up with something new?"


    Ste replied, sharing Dillon Brook''s situation, while Felicity, enraged by these people''s despicable


    actions, jotted down some key points to rece the plot.


    The two were engrossed in conversation,pletely ignoring Keegan and Vermont on the side.


    With his chin resting on his hand, Vermont leaned in and whispered to Keegan, "Are you really ignoring


    your mom? Arent you afraid Aurora will make a scene with you?"