A Film Queen

Chapter 370

Chapter 370

“Milly, you done writing?”

Milly gave a timid chuckle, pulling her head back just a bit and feeling embarrassed. Yet, her curiosity kept winning over as her gaze drifted back to the TV. “Um, just searching for some inspiration. I’ve barely hit a thousand words, but I’ll wrap it up shortly.”

Jordan raised an eyebrow at the smattering of black ink on the pristine A4 paper.

“Less than a thousand words?”

Milly made a face. “Okay, twenty-five words. But honestly, it’s not a lot.”

Jordan just looked at her.

Afraid he might kick her out, Milly quickly added, “Look, Jordan, trust me, I can write just about anywhere. Just not here. This corner’s too gloomy. It’s messing with my eyes.”

In the Burnetts’ mansion, every corner was bathed in light from specifically chosen bulbs – dimness wasn’t a thing.

Jordan obviously saw through her excuse but didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. “Alright, you can stay here and write, but keep your distance from the TV. Move back some.”

Milly’s face brightened. “Thanks, Jordan.”

She kept her gaze glued to the TV, watching different reporters fervently talk about Stephanie’s enigmatic past. Envy was written all over everyone’s faces, with no attempt to hide it.

Since when did Stephanie get to be the Lloyds’ heiress?

Is this the main character’s privilege at play? Could the Burnetts even compete, or is it time to jump ship?

Is that even an option?

the screen as the subject climbed to the top of the

born with it

time was the ten

high-standing Burnetts to the elite Lloyds, how’s she always

the legendary born-rich

confused

It seemed far-fetched, though.

entrance into the Lloyds’ banquet hall, flanked by a

clearly the only one genuinely

Milly

glimpse of a

even though it was just a

seen him

dwell on it, Milly turned her

Jordan, she gestured towards the TV,

sipping his tea, Jordan replied,

was taken aback.

of

he cryptically remarked, “It’s just self-deception. Let her have her moment; it’s easier that way, spares me

Milly was speechless.

She didn’t get it.

say a lot while saying very little. Despite understanding his words individually, they made no

the stool, her gaze fixed on the TV. A soft glimmer of affection flickered in his eyes despite the stern

aren’t you writing?

lowering her head and

up. Given his relaxed stance on the issue, it probably wasn’t

with her hands on some top-notch intel, Stephanie’s impact

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