A Film Queen

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?

many online comments flashed across the screen as the subject climbed to the

born with it all,

challenging time was the ten months

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

the legendary born-rich

confused two Stephanies from different affluent families, not just the

It seemed far-fetched, though.

banquet hall, flanked by a dapper

clearly the only

struck Milly as

moved to the upper floor, capturing a glimpse of a figure in a white robe

even though it was just a

was sure she’d seen him somewhere

not to dwell on it, Milly turned her attention back to Stephanie, curious

towards the TV, “Jordan, do you know anything

Jordan replied, “Am I

was taken aback.

kind of

just self-deception. Let her have her moment; it’s

Milly was speechless.

She didn’t get it.

seemed to say a lot while saying very little. Despite

down, his eyes resting on the little girl still innocently sprawled on the stool, her gaze fixed on the TV. A soft glimmer of

aren’t you writing? No writing,

before promptly lowering her head and

there to back her up. Given his relaxed stance on the issue, it probably wasn’t too serious, so worry

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