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.”

the

gems, a pink strapless high-fashion dress, and her hair styled in luxuriant waves. She appeared polished and exquisite, a stark contrast to the girl

Stephanie’s life with the Lloyds had been

arrogant demeanour, and blinked with

civility around Milly. Her expression hardened. “Don’t get too comfortable, Milly. I will reclaim everything that was mine, piece

line had a strangely

think I’ve heard that line before in some

to this scene! It seemed perfectly suited

with love, for every scar carved by hatred, I can no

remained oblivious to

history between the two women, yet Joy was painfully aware. During their previous film project, this

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

visage contorted with ire.

from the vehicle, adorned even more flamboyantly than Stephanie,

appeared as if freshly roused from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on her face. “What is the commotion about?

broad grin. “Ah, Ms. Hannah, you’ve arrived. I’ll arrange for someone to take your

eyebrow arched in recognition. “Ms. Hannah…

television, the one who

the elder scion of the

She had been the sole heiress until Stephanie’s

to Milly, a glint of animosity sparking within them. Her hostility was

she had never crossed paths with Hannah. Where did this

it be… due to

standing before Milly. “No need to summon anyone else. It’s too cumbersome. Let her carry

looked a little

fleeting moment, Milly discerned a profound shift in Joy’s demeanour. Her fingers were

the gentle warmth that usually graced