The Heiress Strikes Back

Melissa tried her best to ignore the fragrance that kept invading her. She forced herself to turn her head away from the four people who were wolfing down the food, but in the end, she kept secreting saliva.

Sharon’s hearing was better to begin with, and coupled with the fact that Melissa’s gulping sound was getting louder and louder, she felt helpless. She really didn’t understand why she had to endure it for the sake of her so-called face. She was the one who felt uncomfortable.

Sharon put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand and turned to Melissa. “Do you want to come over and eat some with us?” She couldn’t ignore Melissa’s occasional expectant gaze.

“Alright!” Melissa’s eyes instantly lit up, and her voice was filled with excitement. However, in the next second, she thought of something and immediately raised her head arrogantly. “Since you asked me to eat it, I’ll reluctantly take a few bites. Let me make it clear first that I’m giving you face.

It’s not that I myself want to eat it.”

As she spoke, she walked towards the four of them with small steps. It was as if she was not here to eat, but to take a walk.

“Don’t force yourself. It’s fine if you don’t give us face,” Melinda said with a look of disdain as she swallowed the snake meat in her mouth.

As for Melissa, it was as if she did not hear her. She continued walking over, but her steps were much faster than before.

Sharon moved closer to Melinda and gave Melissa a seat. Melissa sat down indifferently, picked up a clean chopstick made of bamboo strips, picked up a mouthful of snake meat, and put it into her mouth. She swallowed it after chewing a few times.

“This meat is too fishy, and it doesn’t taste at all. If it weren’t for you, I really wouldn’t want to eat a single bite. It’s too unfair to my stomach.” After eating a

few more pieces of meat, Melissa picked up the soup Sharon had scooped for her and took a sip. “This soup too. Why does it have an inexplicable taste?”

“Miss, if you don’t like it, don’t eat it. Do we have to prepare a Manchu Han Imperial Feast for you under such conditions?” Melinda’s face was scrunched up, and her appetite became much smaller thanks to her.

“If you think it doesn’t taste good, give it to me. It just so happens that the few of us don’t have enough to eat.” Sharon’s expression didn’t change as she reached out to take the soup bowl in Melissa’s hand.

Melissa subconsciously avoided it. “I’m just giving my opinion. After all, you worked hard to make it. Wouldn’t it be a waste of your kindness if you don’t finish it?”

Sharon didn’t forcefully snatch it. She was just scaring her. Although Melissa had only interacted with her for a few days, she knew that she was just a spoiled person who wanted to save her own face, causing herself to suffer.

Furthermore, they were in this wilderness together. They could not let this girl starve to death. The program was live-streamed. Melissa did not care about the impact, but she was not stupid enough to not care about her reputation just to say a few words.

“Tsk, you don’t do anything and are still picky. It’s only because Sharon is kind. Otherwise, you would starve to death.” Melinda didn’t get along with Melissa to begin with. As long as there was a chance to say a few words, she wouldn’t miss it.

“Melissa, Melinda is right. We’re a team. You can’t always make us work. Rest on your own.” Dan’s words were tactful, but there was a hint of criticism in his tone.

“That’s right. Since you came to Man vs. Wild, you should be mentally prepared. You can’t stay in the camp all day because you’re afraid. It’s fine if you can do something in the camp, but you didn’t do anything. If this continues, we won’t agree if Sharon wants to give you something to eat tomorrow,” Shane, who had been silent, said.

Everyone knew that Man vs. Wild lacked resources. It was unfair that Melissa had to share their resources and food without doing anything. It was fine if it happened once or twice, but no one would be willing if it happened too often.

Sharon saw Melissa’s flushed face under the light of the fire. Then, Shane said, “Today is the first day. I’ll give you food. After that, you’ll have to split it according to your work. If you’re still like this tomorrow, think of a way to find something to eat.”

The subsequent missions would only become more and more difficult. Everyone needed to be united. She could be kind occasionally, but she could not be a philanthropist with no bottom line.

Melissa’s face turned redder and redder. She slammed the coconut shell on the table and shouted at everyone, “I just ate a little of your food. Is there a need to be like this? If you don’t want to give it to me, then don’t. Why do you have to talk to me after giving it to me? I’m not eating anymore!”

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave. However, her stomach suddenly rumbled. Melissa froze on the spot, in a dilemma..