A Film Queen

A Film Queen of Two Worlds

Chapter 98 The Wound on Her Lips

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Hearing Milly’s cry of pain, Joy jumped in surprise. She quickly asked, “What’s wrong. Boss? Is the water. too warm? But you’ve just been rescued; drinking some warm water will help. When you sweat, it’ll drive away the cold.”

Milly licked the stinging corner of her lips. She was contemplating the cause of her pain.

The memory of when she almost drowned suddenly flooded back.

A man in white attire had jumped into the water and rescued her like a deity. He held her tightly in a possessive grip. His large hands encircled her waist, making it impossible for her to move. His desire was evident, and his strength was so overpowering that it seemed he wanted to merge her into his body.

As for the wound on her lips.

It seemed she had clung to his neck to get oxygen and forcibly took it away from his mouth.

Who was the man who saved her? Her whole body shivered as she thought back.

Relying on her memory. Milly quickly looked around.

Out of all the individuals dressed in white on the set, only one had wet clothes, suggesting that he had jumped into the water to rescue someone. Neal was the person sitting next to Stephanie!

Milly’s expression froze, disbelief filling her eyes. Her facial muscles were twitching, and her stomach churned with nausea.

Was Neal the one who saved her?

And the one who kissed her to give her air was also Neal?

With Milly’s face growing paler, Joy worriedly asked, “Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell? Should I call the doctor to check on you again?”

ready to get

She said, “Don’t bother! I’m fine. I just

at all. In fact, she wanted

that Neal was her saviour, she felt an overwhelming urge to vomit. This physiological repulsion

filming had to stop. Alan waved them off before changing back

luxurious private room of the hotel,

dinner.

Wound

the sound

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to his right. The years he had spent in the entertainment industry were not enough for him to decipher the thoughts of the imposing figure before him. He kept wiping

in dry clothes, sat on George’s left. It was a seat specially arranged by

had come to visit

seat next to Neal was empty, as Milly hadn’t

He lounged with his legs crossed, his fingers

his food. No one dared to make a move either.

again. He gave Neal a look and urged him to speak to George. However, Neal was too

own hands, a graceful figure stood up, holding a glass of wine, and approached George with a shy

day, Grandpa was talking about you. He said

everyone’s attention in

eyes widened, and he asked, “Stephanie, do you know

and said with a shy smile, “Yes, our grandfathers were comrades in arms and very close. Our families go way back, and

her

she had a

up the hint. He quickly started to flatter her, saying, “Hahaha, turns out we’re all one

“Yes, yes, Stephanie and Mr. Tate seem very

travelled all

a perfect

“Exactly! You’re right!”

flattery grew more