A Film Queen

Chapter 3 The Art of Deception

As Milly contemplated the situation, a look of innocence graced her features. “Alright, you’re correct. I will leave now so as not to upset Mom.” It’s just acting. I’m an award-winning actress. Like hell, this little b*tch can win. Upon hearing Milly’s agreement, Stephanie smiled and gracefully excused herself, heading towards the main hall without noticing the change in expression on her sister’s face. As Stephanie walked away, holding up her skirt, Milly smirked to herself. The show’s about to start. Instead of following Stephanie’s directions, Milly turned in the opposite direction, recalling from the book she had read that at this very banquet, Andrew had suffered a fatal heart attack in the backyard, leading to the downfall of the Burnetts.

as she approached the backyard, she spotted an elderly man with white hair clutching his chest in pain, emitting a distressing sound. Hurrying forward, Milly patted the man’s chest with one hand while inquiring, “Sir, where is your medication?” Struggling, Andrew pointed weakly to his pocket, his complexion growing paler by the moment. Quickly retrieving a small bottle from his pocket, Milly administered two pills into the old man’s mouth. However, his consciousness was fading, and he made no effort to swallow. Observing a water tap nearby, Milly plucked a large leaf without hesitation, fetched some water, and gently helped the old man swallow the pills. With the aid of water, the pills went down smoothly, and Andrew looked more comfortable. Gazing at the elderly man’s dignified face, Milly marvelled at his majestic presence, truly befitting the title of a great general. Upon regaining consciousness, instead of expressing gratitude, Andrew noticed the leaf and water tap, furrowing his brow as he scolded sternly, “How dare you offer me water there?” Milly was taken aback. The book had indeed mentioned Andrew’s peculiar temperament, and it seemed accurate. Even in this critical moment,

choice between saving a life and drinking rainwater from a puddle, I would choose the latter without hesitation!” She held her head high, her eyes exuding a calm and wise light. In that moment, even in the depths of darkness, she shone brightly. Upon hearing her words, Andrew trembled, as if transported back to his youthful days on the battlefield. He was on an expanse of prairie, and his squad leader gave the whole squad the same look. “We’ll eat shoes and tree bark if it means we can stay alive.” In a voice filled with emotion, he spoke. “Girl, what is your name?” Milly replied calmly, “I am Milly.” Upon hearing her name, Andrew paused, then exclaimed, “Ah,

the Burnetts a few times, so I’m somewhat familiar.” With her objective accomplished, Milly smiled gratefully and said, “Thank you, sir.” … On

her bangs, and the corner of her lips involuntarily curled up. The scheming has begun? However, outwardly, she remained remarkably composed, leaning down to whisper to Andrew, “Sir, please wait here. It seems like Mom and my sister are calling for me, I’ll go check.” Before Andrew could respond, she swiftly grabbed a box and lifted her skirt as she hurried off. Just as in the storybook, Stephanie anxiously stood beside Olivia. “Mom, don’t worry. She should be here soon.” The woman beside Stephanie wore a light-coloured bodycon dress, her hair elegantly tied up. Milly stood frozen, her eyes fixed on the woman before her, trembling uncontrollably

a mirage. Olivia gazed at her tearful daughter, feeling a pang in her heart. After all, she was her own flesh and blood. She gently waved her hand and softly said, “Milly, you’re here. Come to me.” Milly bit her lip, holding back the urge to embrace