A Film Queen

Chapter 136 Embracing the Grace of Saving Lives

Joy’s expression turned earnest as she remarked, “After he saved you, he didn’t try to capitalise on your fame or accomplishments. He just left quietly, not asking for anything in return. Isn’t that a sign of true allection?

Milly, doesn’t that touch you at all?”

Milly looked at her steadily, a hint of amusement in her tone. “Your imagination is quite vivid. You should consider scriptwriting. It’s a waste for you to just be an assistant.”

Joy laughed and settled beside her, still convinced of her perspective. “Milly, I truly think Mr. Tate cares about you.

George cares about me?

Milly had never really considered it, not seriously.

Her past experiences had taught her to be wary of men, their intentions often less than noble, and this included George.

If it had been Neal who had saved her, dealing with the obligation might have felt simpler. However, with George, matters are significantly complicated.

Milly was already tangled up with him due to a previous incident involving a bracelet, and now, this life- saving event further entwined their lives, igniting a mix of emotions.

As an assistant, Joy was adept at reading nuances in behaviour. Noticing Milly’s furrowed brow and the irritation in her eyes, she sensed there was more to Milly’s feelings.

With a gentle voice, Joy asked after pursing her lips, “Milly, does the thought of owing Mr. Tate bother you?”

That question resonated deeply with Milly.

She nodded slowly, her voice low. “Yes, I don’t like owing people favours.”

Milly’s eyebrows furrowed, her voice carrying a note of frustration. ‘Do you have any suggestions?”

was no need to repay the favour at all, seeing as Mr. Tate seemed more than willing to

not share this view, she opted for a more

think Mr. Tate, given his position, has seen all sorts of gifts, so traditional presents

Tate to express your gratitude. I’m sure he would appreciate a personal

you.

looked sceptical. “Would

twelve helicopters and

GM.

the Grace of

a lot more. As for the debt of saving your life, you can look for ways

comes.”

this, finding logic in Joy’s words. “I’ll give it a try,”

eyes lit up

George’s visits that he seemed to have a fondness for

good match and hoped for their happiness together, but she was

phone call might bring them closer, even if

the tense atmosphere of the conference hall, the normally unflappable department managers found themselves on edge,

up to be the

reports and polished presentations, every department had

assistant, had not escaped censure for something as minor as

solid wooden table, a sound that echoed ominously like a death knell

lips, he

belly and receding hairline stood up hesitantly. Clutching his report, he walked toward the projection screen with trembling

finish his introduction, George’s expression darkened, a palpable chill emanating

sharply, “Which department are you from? If you can’t speak clearly,

balding man, who stuttered more intensely, struggling to find

frantically–what was

moment, a sudden buzzing sound cut through

sent an instant wave of panic among the department managers. Faces drained of colour, they fumbled for their phones, each praying that the disruptive noise was not from their