On the bus, Eileen sat at the front, resting. Behind her, Phyllis and Blythe sat together, while Josiah occupied a single seat. Egbert sat in the corner of the last row, looking rather isolated from the group.
Suddenly, the bus took a jolt, catching everyone's attention.
Eileen glanced over her shoulder, initially just to make sure all the guests were okay, but when she caught sight of Egbert looking sick, she was a little worried.
Despite his health check yesterday, why did he still look so weak? He was like a glass figurine, ready to shatter at the slightest touch.
Frowning, Eileen abruptly told the driver, "Pull over somewhere."
The crew asked in confusion, "What's up?"
"I need a bathroom break," Eileen replied calmly.
The crew had no choice but to let the driver pull over. After all, bathroom breaks were a basic human need.
Eileen hopped off the bus and when she came back, she was clutching a brown, transparent cup that looked like coffee.
Seeing this, Phyllis blurted, "I want coffee too!"
Eileen shot her a dirty look, silencing Phyllis immediately.
Eileen got back on the bus and headed straight for the back seat. Just as she did, the driver took off, causing her to stumble and end up practically in Egbert's lap.
She quickly moved over, handing him the drink, "This should make you feel better."
Egbert looked at her, his face already beaded with sweat, and took the hot drink from her slightly warm hand.
"Drink it," she urged him when he didn't drink.
Egbert asked coldly, "Are you a certified doctor?"
"Sure am. If something goes wrong, I'll take responsibility," she replied impatiently, rudely grabbing his hand to check his pulse.
Her fingers were warm, in contrast to his icy-cold hand.
Egbert momentarily craved the warmth of her hand, even curling his fingers slightly.
But then she let go of his hand, "Itâs not too serious, just a slight fever. Drink this and get some sleep, you'll be fine once we arrive."
It was a herbal concoction she picked up from a pharmacy when she got off the bus.
Egbert merely looked at her silently.
Eileen got annoyed, "Do I have to spoon-feed you?"
"If you don't mind, I won't refuse," he suddenly replied.
Eileen just stared at him, "You still have the energy to joke around? Hurry up and drink your medicine. Traveling with a sick person is a hassle." With that, she got up and went back to her own seat.
Only then did the other guests realize Egbert was sick. No wonder he seemed so aloof. They quickly got up to check on him.
Eileen, now at the front, suddenly yelled, "Sit down and buckle up! In case of an accident, it's people like you who don't follow safety rules that end up dead!"
The guests glanced at each other and, fearing Eileen's authority, obediently sat back down and buckled their seat belts.
The crew members avoided the live camera and went to the back to check on Egbert. If anything happened to Egbert, they wouldn't be able to handle the responsibility.
After hearing Egbert say he was fine and seeing him drink the medicine Eileen gave him, they were relieved. They assumed it was a cold medicine and didn't worry too much. They said they would arrange for him to be sent to the hospital as soon as the plane landed.
When the bus arrived at the airport, to everyone's surprise, Hubery was already there.
Hubery spotted Eileen in the crowd and a cold glint flashed across his handsome face. He had realized that Eileen had replaced Colin as the show's Travel Concierge. Although the title âTravel Conciergeâ sounded nice, in reality, they were still doing the work of a servant.
He thought to himself: How dare she, a mere servant, play pranks on him in the morning? He would make her pay for offending him!
While seething, Hubery suddenly noticed Egbert among the crew!
Egbert's name was well-known in the entertainment industry.
Hubery was taken aback for a moment, then rushed over, "Why are you guys only arriving now? I thought you would have left already. Oh, isn't this Mr. Reed? I can't believe you're here too! I'm so excited, I never thought I'd be on the same show as Mr. Reed. I'm a huge fan, I've seen all your films at least ten times. Could you sign an autograph for me? I really admire you!"
As he rambled on, he started looking for a pen and paper.
Egbert frowned slightly, his usually cold face looking even frostier.
Eileen, who had been standing to the side, suddenly stepped in front of Egbert, blocking Hubery's path.
Egbert blinked, his gaze falling on the petite woman with long hair who only reached his chest.
"Do you still want his autograph even though he's not feeling well?" Eileen looked at Hubery with a mocking smile, "Why don't you ask him to do a somersault for you while he's here?"
Hubery was taken aback, the pen and paper in his hand suddenly seeming incredibly awkward. He quickly apologized to Egbert, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were not feeling well."
Then he turned to Eileen, "But, you didn't have to talk to me like that, did you? By the way, I heard from the crew that the call time was at seven this morning, but why did you tell me it was seven-thirty? You didn't do it on purpose, did you?"
When Hubery asked this, he fully expected Eileen to be flustered. After all, if her scheme was exposed on the show, she would be caught off guard.
Instead, he heard Eileen laugh, "You're saying I targeted you?"
The girl looked at him with deep eyes, not holding back, "Why would I target you? You're not some important figure. Do I really need to target you?
Don't be so self-absorbed, okay?"
Hubery was left speechless.
He never expected that Eileen would dare to mock him in front of the crew and the live camera!
Was she out of her mind?!
Hubery's mouth fell open.
"You..."
Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen ï¤Chapter 5 "What is it now?" Eileen shot back. "Can't you talk like a normal person? You're always stumbling over your words. Just so you know, from a medical point of view, your speech is linked to the development of your left brain. With your lousy language skills, have you ever considered that there might be something off with your left brain?"
"Eileen!" Hubery lost his cool and yelled out loud.
"What's up?" Eileen responded in a laid-back tone.
"You... you...!"
"Don't you need your boarding pass?" Eileen didn't want to argue with him. She glanced at the airport lobby clock, "The flight is at eight sharp. If you aren't taking the pass, we're not waiting for you."