After the meal, Raymond Ford returned to her personal rest area, still fuming.
'What a blunder. To think I let Melody Monroe get one over on me.'
She felt like everyone on set was looking at her funny now.
The likable image she had worked so hard to cultivate had been effortlessly torn down by Melody Monroe.
'How could Melody Monroe be so shameless? To actually have the nerve to ask me for money!'
Suddenly, a commotion erupted in the distance. Raymond Ford immediately shot to her feet and looked over.
Melody Monroe was slumped in a chair, her face twisted in pain. Her lips were already swollen, and red rashes were breaking out across her face, neck, and arms.
"Melody, are you okay?!" Talia Mercer was scared to death. 'Can an allergic reaction be this bad?!' This was the first time she'd ever seen one.
"Quick, call 911."
"I already did!"
"Raymond Ford! What did you feed Melody?" Talia Mercer demanded, glaring at Raymond Ford in the distance.
