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 help Milly without expecting anything in

did not share this view, she opted for a

Mr. Tate, given his position, has seen all sorts of gifts, so traditional presents might not impress him much,”

Mr. Tate to express your gratitude. I’m

you.

“Would that really be

twelve

GM.

the Grace of

express your genuine gratitude could mean a lot more. As for the debt of saving your

comes.”

finding logic in Joy’s words. “I’ll

up with

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

and hoped for their happiness together, but she was

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

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

up to be the most daunting they had ever

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

the CEO’s trusted assistant, had not escaped censure for something as minor as failing to

wooden table, a sound that echoed ominously like a death knell in the otherwise

a brief parting of his lips,

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

George’s expression darkened, a palpable chill emanating

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

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

was

sudden buzzing sound cut

the department managers. Faces drained of colour, they fumbled for their phones, each praying that the disruptive noise was not from their