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 all, seeing as Mr. Tate

did not share this view,

sorts of gifts, so traditional presents

to express your gratitude. I’m sure he would appreciate

you.

looked sceptical. “Would that really

confidently. “Absolutely! Just think about it–aside from the life–saving incident, remember the twelve helicopters and the truckload of luxury goods Mr. Tate sent

GM.

the Grace of Saving

a phone call to acknowledge his gift and express your genuine gratitude could mean a lot more. As for the debt of

comes.”

words. “I’ll give it a

up with encouragement.

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

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

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

conference hall, the normally unflappable department managers found themselves on edge,

was shaping up to be the

presentations, every department had faced the CEO’s

had not escaped censure for something as

fingers against the solid wooden table, a sound that echoed ominously

a brief parting of his lips, he issued a curt

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

George’s expression darkened,

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

balding man, who stuttered more intensely,

was he supposed

a sudden buzzing sound

of colour, they fumbled for their phones, each praying that the disruptive noise was not from their