A Touch of Sweetness
Chapter 3232

Chapter 3232 Like A Child On Christmas Day

Seven years ago, besides a few renowned variety shows that were more popular with teenagers,older audiences were absolutely unfamiliar with the concept of variety shows.

Over the years, however, as the influence of international media slowly trickled in, local televisionchannels exploded with a wave of variety shows. Among these, Let's Run had emerged as theundisputed crowd favorite.

Most importantly, Let's Run extended beyond its initial season, and was the ideal platform for anyactress to cultivate a loyal following. Having considered this, Megan knew that that starring in thisshow was an opportunity she could not miss.

Megan, however, saw no need to delve into details with Donna.

Instead, Megan answered breezily, “Each has its own benefits, I suppose. Since I'd already acted in atelevision series before, I thought I would try my hand at something different.”

Seeing that Megan had already made up her mind, Donna said resignedly, “I'll arrange for anaudition then. It'll only be in a month or so, though, so you're booked for other commercialadvertisements and brand endorsements in the meantime.”

“Thank you, Donna,” Megan said simply, her eyes shining with gratitude. Even though Megan wasDonna's first client, Donna's professionalism and dedication had far exceeded Megan's expectations.Donna must have had undergone great trials to secure so many opportunities for Megan.

I can't let Donna down! I have to work hard, Megan swore to herself.

Noon arrived in the blink of an eye, and Donna and Megan had prepared a simple fare.

Just as they were sitting down to lunch, however, the doorbell rang abruptly. Both Donna andMegan jumped a little before exchanging nervous glances. Megan then stood up and strode over tothe door.

“Who's there?” she called.

“I'm here to deliver some items from Mr. Wilson.” A clear voice rang out from behind the door.Megan's apprehension gave way to stupefaction. She froze for a moment, then peered through thepeephole. A deliveryman was indeed standing before the door laden with parcels of various sizes.Megan quickly opened the door, only to be greeted by the look of fatigue on the deliveryman’s faceas he staggered forward, laden with the weight of his goods. Flabbergasted, Megan asked, “Are allof these from Jake?”

"Yes, Ms. Rockford. He wanted me to deliver these personally to you. There's another shipment ofclothes waiting downstairs. My colleague will be bringing it up shortly,” the deliveryman replied,wiping a stream of perspiration from his brow.

Megan was unable to detect any further hints from the deliveryman's factual tone. She gaped at thepackages that filled the doorway. And there's another shipment of clothes besides? Megan mused.Is there even enough space in here to contain all of it?

"Wait! I want to reject this delivery,” Megan announced, finally replaceing her voice amidst heramazement.

“Please don't, Ms. Rockford! Mr. Wilson will surely take me to task if you reject his gifts,” thedeliveryman immediately pleaded. His professional veneer suddenly crumbled, and he lookedterrified at the thought.

Weakly, Megan turned to Donna for help. Donna, however, had no solution for Megan's quandary."Why don’t you leave these packages here and bring the rest of the clothes back? I'll inform Jakemyself,” Megan suggested, unwilling to detain the deliveryman any further.

It was all Megan could do at the moment. The deliveryman, however, could not be persuaded toleave so easily. Megan had to reassure him multiple times that she would speak to Jake on hisbehalf.

Megan observed rather wryly that Jake had evidently struck a note of terror in the deliveryman’sheart.

It took nearly twenty minutes for the combined efforts of the trio to finish hauling all of thepackages indoors. After they had bidden farewell to the deliveryman, Megan shut the door andturned to look at the now fully occupied living room. Her head throbbed.

“Let's open them quickly. They're taking up too much space here,” Megan groaned aloud.

The contents of the packages were of absolutely no interest to Megan. She felt no delight orexcitement in opening them, but was instead rather disdainful of Jake's flagrant spending.

Donna, however, squealed in rapturous glee. Like a child on Christmas morning, she had seized apair of scissors and was rapidly attacking the tape on the packages, ripping them openenthusiastically.

"Wow, Megan! It's the newest handphone model! Mr. Wilson's even sent two of them to you indifferent colors,” Donna gushed.

Donna had opened one of the boxes and immediately began fussing over it. Megan's reaction,however, remained rather muted. She casually cast a glance at the boxes that Donna was clutchingin both hands but remained otherwise uninterested.

After seven years, Megan no longer felt compelled to keep up with the latest technology.