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

Mercedes was Stephanie, adorned in 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 to the

Stephanie’s life with the Lloyds

a discerning gaze over her, undeterred by her arrogant demeanour, and blinked with amusement. “Are you here for a red carpet

cold. With the Lloyds now behind her, she no longer needed to feign civility around Milly. Her expression hardened.

That line

line before in some

we could conjure an orchestral accompaniment to this scene! It seemed perfectly suited for

by hatred, I can no longer discern between

remained oblivious to

film project, this woman had schemed relentlessly to undermine

production site. Numerous cameras are rolling. It

contorted with ire.

vehicle, adorned even more flamboyantly than

from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on

approached, his face splitting into a broad grin. “Ah, Ms. Hannah, you’ve

arched in recognition. “Ms. Hannah…

the same woman Milly had glimpsed on television, the one who had appeared alongside Stephanie at the Lloyds’

scion of

all made sense. She had been the sole heiress

a glint of

Milly’s recollection, she had never crossed paths with Hannah. Where did this

it be…

at Joy standing before Milly. “No need to summon anyone else.

a

profound shift in Joy’s demeanour. Her fingers

and the gentle warmth that usually graced her eyes