A Film Queen

Chapter 136

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?”

the favour at all, seeing as

that Milly did not share this view, she

seen all sorts of gifts, so traditional presents might not impress him much,” Joy

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

you.

looked sceptical. “Would

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

GM.

the

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

comes.”

words.

lit up with encouragement.

have a fondness

make a good match and hoped for their happiness together, but she was resolved never to push Milly towards something she did

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

atmosphere of the conference hall, the normally unflappable department managers found themselves on edge, discreetly wiping

was shaping up to be the

every department

censure for

the rhythmic tapping of George’s fingers against the solid wooden table, a sound that echoed ominously like a death knell in

parting of his lips, he issued a curt

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

George’s expression darkened, a palpable chill emanating

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

man, who stuttered more intensely, struggling to find

raced frantically–what was he

sudden buzzing sound cut

colour, they fumbled for their phones, each praying that the

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