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?”

was no need to repay the favour at all, seeing as Mr. Tate seemed more than willing to help Milly without expecting anything

not share this view, she opted

has seen all sorts of gifts, so traditional

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

you.

looked sceptical. “Would that

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

GM.

the Grace

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

comes.”

Joy’s words. “I’ll give it

up with encouragement.

visits that he seemed to have

a good match and hoped for their happiness together, but she was

even if she felt a

unflappable department managers found themselves on edge, discreetly wiping away

shaping up to be the most daunting they

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

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

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

brief parting of his lips, he issued

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.

his introduction, George’s expression darkened, a

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

get to the balding man, who stuttered more intensely, struggling to find his words,

mind raced frantically–what was

moment, a sudden buzzing sound cut through

panic among the department managers. Faces drained of colour, they fumbled for their