After adjusting the meal ording to the recipe, Hannah brought it over to Debra and sat down across from her.


    "ording to the nutritionist, you often don''t get enough sleep and have


    nightmares. Can you tell me why?"


    ""Did Andrew send you to ask this?"


    Hannah merely smiled, neither confirming nor denying Debra''s suspicion.


    "If there''s an issue, let him ask me himself," Debra said, having a spoonful of oatmeal.


    Nowadays, nothing she ate or drank seemed to matter much.


    Hannah observed, saying, "Your health is fine, and your body proportions are perfect. You have a pretty face, and you look great on camera. These meals are just to help improve your sleep. Trust me, in a few years, you''ll look even better than now." "Thanks," Debra muttered, though her tone suggested she didn''t believe a word of it.


    When she finished her breakfast, Hannah stood up, gesturing for her to follow.


    "Let''s go. I''ll take you to the practice room.


    As they exited the staff cafeteria, a group of female trainees who had juste out of the trainee cafeteria watched them, their eyes filled with envy and disdain.


    "Such an open privilege. Hannah is going a bit too far, don''t you think?"


    "Debra has just been trending for a few days. Look at how she''s acting."


    "Freya, are you just going to let her walk all over us like this?"


    Freya frowned deeply. "Let''s go."


    In the practice room, Debra found herself alone. Hannah made an excuse to leave, and Debra knew exactly what wasing. Sure enough, Freya and a group of trainees burst into the room.


    Eve confronted her head-on. "Did Hannah take you to eat something special?"


    Debra rubbed her temples, a sigh escaping her lips. She had expected this confrontation and was prepared to face it head-on.


    "Yes, she did. What do want to do about it?"


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    "I want to hit you."


    Eve raised her hand, but Ashley quickly stepped in. "Don''t hit her. If Hannah finds out, you''ll end up in the brig."


    "Why can''t I hit her? She''s enjoying the privilege. Aren''t you angry?" Eve shouted defiantly. "My dad is the chairman, and that couldn''t even get me any privilege. Who does she think she is? This is infuriating."


    She valued fine dining above all else. At home, she had ess to all sorts of delicacies. But since joining this training camp, she had been subjected to a strict diet of boiled eggs and vegetables.


    She had called her dad toin, but he couldn''t arrange special meals for her. In contrast, Debra, as soon as she arrived, got to enjoy the privilege. This hit Eve''s sore spot, and she was determined to make Debra pay. Freya stepped forward, saying, "Debra, since we''re all training in the same camp, you should tone it down. Don''t break the rules like this."


    Debra responded indifferently, "Firstly, I didn''t ask for privilege. I didn''t want to eat with Hannah; secondly, I''ve been very restrained; thirdly, I make rules here."


    Her statements were arrogant, and this was exactly what Andrew wanted. She decided to y along.


    Freya''s face darkened, and Ashley''s expression turned stormy. "What big talk! Do you think this is yourpany? Did you fund this program? Who are you to make such a bold statement?"


    Debra looked up, meeting her gaze. "You''re right. I funded this


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