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?”

repay the favour at

understanding that Milly did not share this view, she opted for a

Mr. Tate, given his position, has seen all sorts of

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

you.

“Would that really be

about it–aside from the life–saving incident, remember the twelve helicopters and

GM.

Embracing the

As for the debt of saving your life, you can look

comes.”

finding logic in Joy’s words. “I’ll give it a

up

noticed during George’s visits that he seemed to have a fondness for Milly, though Milly herself seemed unaware

believed that George and Milly would make a good match and hoped for their happiness together, but she was resolved

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

normally unflappable department managers found themselves on edge, discreetly wiping away sweat from their

shaping up to be the most daunting they

reports and polished presentations, every department had faced the CEO’s stern

not escaped censure for something as minor as failing to close

the solid wooden table, a sound

his lips,

word, a middle–aged man with a noticeable beer belly and receding hairline stood up hesitantly. Clutching his report, he walked toward the projection screen with trembling steps

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

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

the balding man, who stuttered more intensely, struggling to find

was he

moment, a sudden buzzing sound

Faces drained of colour, they fumbled for their phones, each praying that the disruptive