A Film Queen

Chapter 372

Mr. Larry, though of modest stature, bore a genial countenance, reminiscent of a benevolent Buddha. “Milly, you are the first to arrive. Kindly take your luggage inside. We’ll film the introductory segment here, then proceed to the yacht for our survival programme’s live broadcast.”

Milly nodded in comprehension and hefted her suitcase, moving towards the entrance.

Yet Bonnie, with a hint of apprehension, voiced her concerns. “Mr. Larry, this is Milly’s debut in a live variety show. She might need some extra guidance. Could you please look after her?”

Mr. Larry’s smile broadened. “Fear not, Bonnie. As a friend of Director Cameron, you are also our friend. We will ensure Milly receives all the care she needs.”

Bonnie seemed reassured and nodded. She turned to Milly, still harbouring some worry, but Milly preempted her. “Bonnie, don’t fret. I know what to do. You and Joy can head back.”

“Alright,” Bonnie agreed, albeit reluctantly.

Joy, however, stood her ground. “Milly, let me help you with your luggage.”

“No need, I can manage. It’s just one suitcase, and it’s not heavy.”

“But…”

Their conversation was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of a flamboyant Mercedes van, which halted before them, spewing exhaust that enveloped the quartet.

The driver, adorned in a pristine white shirt and gloves, exited the vehicle and deferentially opened the rear door.

A slender figure gracefully emerged from the car.

“Long time no see, Milly.”

what the cat dragged

ten-centimetre high stiletto heels encrusted with glittering gems, a pink strapless high-fashion dress, and her hair styled in luxuriant waves. She appeared polished and exquisite, a stark contrast

Stephanie’s life with the Lloyds had been

a discerning gaze over her, undeterred by her arrogant demeanour, and blinked with

she no longer needed to feign civility around Milly. Her expression hardened. “Don’t get too comfortable, Milly. I will reclaim everything that was mine, piece

stared at her, momentarily speechless. That line had

heard that line before in some TV

we could conjure an orchestral accompaniment to this scene! It

for every scar carved by

remained oblivious

between the two women, yet Joy was painfully aware. During their previous film project, this woman had schemed relentlessly to undermine Milly, and

interposed herself between them. “Ms. Stephanie, this is a production site. Numerous cameras are rolling. It would be

visage contorted

flamboyantly than Stephanie, with

appeared as if freshly roused from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on

to the side, swiftly approached, his face splitting into a broad grin. “Ah, Ms.

in recognition.

familiar. This was the same woman Milly had glimpsed on television, the one who had appeared alongside

the elder scion of the

it all made sense. She had been the

her oversized sunglasses, her exquisitely made-up eyes flickering from Mr. Larry to Milly, a glint of animosity sparking within them. Her hostility was so overt that

never crossed paths with Hannah. Where did this

it be… due to

lips curled into a taut smile, her alabaster finger pointing at Joy standing before Milly. “No need to summon anyone else. It’s too cumbersome.

looked a

profound shift in Joy’s demeanour. Her fingers were

warmth that