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.

the nation. However, he was a recluse who preferred solitude, which was why he was alone in the backyard. Judging by the time, it was almost time. True to her expectations, 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

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

times, so I’m somewhat familiar.” With her objective accomplished, Milly smiled gratefully and said, “Thank you, sir.” … On the journey back, Andrew carried the redwood box, while Milly assisted by pushing

beneath 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

the spot, afraid to approach, fearing this sight was a mirage. Olivia gazed at her tearful daughter, feeling a pang in her