A Film Queen

Chapter 277 Dislike My Touch

The car door shut with a resounding bang.

George peered through the window, watching the receding figure, and a smile slowly unfurled upon his face. When Danny entered the vehicle and lowered the soundproof partition, prepared to report, he was astonished by Mr. Tate’s unanticipated grin. “Sir… Mr. Tate, are you alright?”

Can unrequited love render one mad and irrational?

In that moment, Mr. Tate displayed an unusual lightness. Danny, who had stood by Mr. Tate for many years, had never witnessed such a warm smile. It was as if he had transformed entirely.

With trembling fingers, Danny reached for the contact number of the nearest mental hospital. “Mr. Tate, rest assured, no matter what transpires, I, Danny, will always stand by your side. My loyalty to the company is unwavering!”

“Silence!”

Before Danny could complete his vow, a cold, lethal voice sliced through the air. Mr. Tate’s gaze turned icy as he fixed his stare on the quaking Danny, as though he beheld a lifeless form.

Danny shivered under the intense scrutiny. A blend of relief and dread washed over him. He felt relieved that Mr. Tate hadn’t lost his senses, yet he feared for his own safety.

Oblivious to his peculiar behaviour, Mr. Tate answered the ringing phone. “Hello, what is it?”

Scarface’s urgent voice echoed through, “Master, something is amiss. The Ghost Sect organisation has dispatched numerous operatives to Halturia around the same time as you. They seem prepared for action in Halturia, so please be cautious.”

“How many of them are there?”

“Our intel suggests over a hundred from two branch sects. Their target is clear – you. Should we deploy teams from Shadow Palace for your protection?”

A flicker of disdain crossed George’s eyes. They truly have no regard for their own lives.

“No need. They won’t pose a significant threat in Halturia.”

The next day dawned bright and clear.

aback to spot an unexpected presence. Stephanie, with her cascading locks, stood in earnest conversation with Instructor Xavier, appearing entirely at

with puzzlement. What was Stephanie doing here? Wasn’t she a student

students began

that the instructor’s girlfriend?

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brother; she must be his

it sounds almost too good to be true.”

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Xavier Burnett, and our classmate Anthony is the sixth

this be verified?”

all over the internet.

bother? Isn’t Milly an old–classmate of Anthony’s? Let’s

felt caught off guard by the sudden attention.

was too late for her to run away from the

“Milly, aren’t you in the same class as Anthony? Is our instructor really related to him?” one ventured, voice

There was little use in concealing the truth, readily accessible through the

her peers. “So, is that girl

hesitated momentarily, pondering her

the instructor, how should she cover up if the truth came out one day. If she said they weren’t related, it

unsolvable from every

greeting. “Well, well, what

apprehensions. Whatever Stephanie’s motives, this

considered that Stephanie might have overheard their conversation and intervened to avert any disclosures. Protecting the identity of her being an

concern.

she could rival thespians of the highest

of amusement in her eyes.

pressed into her flesh, a painful reminder grounding her and averting a lapse in

more than a decade. I can do it for life. So what if you’re their true sister? You’ve disappeared once,