A Film Queen

Chapter 356

Milly squinted her eyes, looking around with lazy curiosity, her lips slightly open. “I’m getting pretty bored, Raiden. How about a dance? Wouldn’t mind that at all.”

Raiden couldn’t help but feel a shiver down his spine, realising Milly, the sect leader, might actually be putting him to the test. He felt a sudden fear that made his legs feel like jelly. “Master, no worries, I’ll round up some young performers for you. Trust me, we’ve got some real charmers!”

Anxious that Milly might make a rash decision, he quickly gave a sign to one of his guys, who caught on fast and dashed off to make it happen.

Soon after, six or seven good-looking young men, bare-chested, trailed in behind him.

They exuded an appealing charm, standing attentively as if poised for action.

Raiden walked up to Milly with a smile and said, “Master, we’ve chosen these guys for you. Not only do they look great, but they’re also fit. And the best part? They’re all really cooperative!”

Milly’s eyebrows knitted together while she watched the group, unable to hide her disapproval.

These guys could be the main attraction in any show, yet here they stood.

A hint of desperation reached her; if she wasn’t so focused on keeping up her act as the sect leader, she’d probably feel the urge to give them a heads-up about trying too hard.

Raiden quickly explained, “These are professional male masseurs our members found outside. We often feel exhausted after work, so we brought them in for foot massages. Rest assured, Master, this is above board, and we compensate them fairly!”

he gave the group of young guys a stern look.

their eyes showing fear, highlighting how scared they were.

being honest. Even though our Ghost Sect usually operates secretly, we always handle our business

at the nervous massage therapist and then at

look right, something

hit her, “Why are

“Oh, we’ve got women therapists too. We just thought you’d like a male therapist,

therapists?” Milly was curious.

admitting, “They’re over in the warehouse next

them over here.” She really should’ve thought about this sooner. There’d be female therapists

how freaked out the young ladies would probably be. Women are already in a

why the boss suddenly wanted female massage therapists. Still, he saw that serious look on her face and quickly got someone

shaken up. They seemed to be in their twenties, all wearing what you’d

a rush of emotion hearing the title “Miss,” as if her instinct to protect them

was just eighteen, a couple of years younger than those standing before her. Yet, Milly couldn’t help but feel a bit older, not minding being called

“Cough…”

off the table and

demeanour, slowly letting their guard

“Miss, I’m Fanny”

“Miss, I’m Leila”

“Miss, I’m Melanie”