A Film Queen

Chapter 133 The Birthday Gift

“It’s fine; we really don’t need it.”

Jonathan, who had just been rushing around urgently, was now slumped hack onto the sofa, his voice tinged with resignation.

Seeing his sudden change of mood, Ace paused before suggesting. “Jonathan, should I ask the driver to take us back to that secret room we were just in? Maybe it’s still there.”

Jonathan’s face remained impassive as he responded, “No, let’s just head back. It’s not that valuable. I don’t even want it anymore.”

Ace was confused.

Hadn’t Jonathan just been insisting on its importance? Why this sudden shift in attitude?

Do celebrities really change their minds so quickly?

Jonathan leaned back, closing his eyes and radiating a chilly aura that seemed to ward others off. Even Stephanie, who had been playfully trying to get his attention, hesitated to come closer now.

Maybe Jonathan alone understood the truth behind what he said just now.

That item, while crucial, was ultimately inconsequential.

As the fifth in the Burnett lineage, two years junior to his brother Xavier, Jonathan had always felt somewhat overshadowed. From his earliest years, his older siblings had carved out significant paths: the eldest as a prominent CEO and the second as a celebrated designer.

Meanwhile, his third and fourth brothers were stars in their fields, too.

Yet, he remained unremarkable.

In a family orbiting around successful figures, he often felt neglected. Even in times of crisis, a call to the family doctor was about as involved as anyone got with him.

With Anthony and his sister now in the picture, he felt even more like a ghost in the grand Burnett household.

him, these were just

life might be like in an ordinary family where even

such recognition

carve out his own identity, he plunged into the entertainment industry, aspiring to dominate

same drive that made him a supportive figure to Stephanie, even though they did not share blood. Her

133 The

like Stephanie, However, she

a band–aid for him, the same

and Anthony, leaving him feeling sidelined once again, stuck in a

was

his eyebrows furrowed and eyes closed, wearing an unhappy expression. He scoffed softly, leaned towards Milly, and whispered conspiratorially, “Ms. Milly, I think he might be going through an early midlife crisis.

an eyebrow but chose to

could not ignore the nagging feeling that Jonathan’s glances carried a trace of resentment, though she could not fathom

their thoughts, none of them noticed Stephanie sitting quietly in the corner, her face etched

rift between Milly and her assistant during a live broadcast, but the feed had unexpectedly

place, wouldn’t

her, her intentions were clear

met her eyes and gave a

and allowed a

see how you’ll get out of this

completed his duties and departed after a

Mr. Hawkins to return before

scenes.

had been sulky all day,

in the van with his eyes

He paused and turned.

already left, was rushing towards him, battling against the wind. Her approach, with

why was he admiring

Stephanie: he