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?”

favour at all, seeing

did not share this view, she opted for a more

sorts of gifts,

call Mr. Tate to express your

you.

“Would that really be

life–saving incident, remember the twelve helicopters and the truckload of luxury goods Mr. Tate sent you? Clearly,

GM.

the Grace

gratitude could mean a lot more. As for the debt of saving your life, you can look for ways to reciprocate over time when the

comes.”

considered this, finding logic in Joy’s words. “I’ll give

eyes lit up

that he seemed to have a fondness for Milly,

would make a good match and hoped for their happiness together, but she was resolved never to push

this phone call might bring them closer, even if

the normally unflappable department managers found themselves on

to be the most daunting they had

reports and polished presentations, every department had faced

CEO’s trusted assistant, had not escaped censure for

the rhythmic tapping of George’s fingers against the solid wooden

brief parting of his lips, he issued a curt command,

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

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

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

balding man, who stuttered more intensely, struggling to find his words,

was he

buzzing

sound 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