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 as Mr. Tate seemed more than willing to

this view, she

all sorts of gifts, so

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

you.

sceptical. “Would that really

twelve helicopters and the truckload

GM.

the Grace of Saving

genuine gratitude could mean a lot more. As for the debt of saving your life, you can

comes.”

logic in Joy’s words. “I’ll

up

have a fondness for Milly, though Milly herself seemed

hoped for their happiness together, but she was resolved never to push Milly

this phone call might bring them closer, even if she felt a bit like

conference hall, the normally unflappable department managers found themselves on edge, discreetly wiping away sweat

shaping up to be the most daunting they

their meticulous reports and polished presentations, every department had faced

had not escaped censure for something as minor as failing

the rhythmic tapping of George’s fingers against the solid wooden table, a sound that

his lips, he

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

introduction, George’s expression

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

to get to the balding man, who stuttered more intensely, struggling to find his words, “I–I am…

was he

sudden buzzing sound

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