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?”

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

Milly did not share this view, she opted for a more

his position, has seen all sorts of gifts, so traditional

express your gratitude. I’m sure he

you.

“Would that

from the life–saving incident, remember the twelve helicopters and the truckload of luxury

GM.

Embracing the

phone call to acknowledge his gift and express your genuine gratitude could mean a lot more. As for the debt of saving your life, you can look for ways to reciprocate over time

comes.”

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

eyes lit up with encouragement.

Joy had noticed during George’s visits that he seemed to have a fondness

good match and hoped for their happiness together, but she

phone call might bring them closer, even if she

department managers found themselves on edge,

meeting was shaping up to be

meticulous reports and polished presentations, every department had faced

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

wooden table, a sound that echoed ominously

a brief parting of his lips, he issued

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

he could finish his introduction, George’s expression

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

pressure seemed to get to the balding man, who stuttered

mind raced frantically–what was he supposed to

buzzing sound cut

sound sent an instant wave of panic among the department managers. Faces drained of colour, they fumbled for their phones,