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 cat dragged

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

was evident that Stephanie’s life with

by her arrogant demeanour, and blinked

her, 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,

her, momentarily speechless. That line had a strangely

heard that line before in some

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

carved by hatred, I can no longer discern between the sanguine

remained oblivious

aware. During their previous film project, this woman had schemed relentlessly to undermine Milly,

them. “Ms. Stephanie, this is a production site.

visage contorted with ire.

than Stephanie, with towering heels and a gown that revealed more than

if freshly roused from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering

had been standing to the side, swiftly approached, his face splitting into a broad grin. “Ah, Ms. Hannah, you’ve arrived. I’ll arrange for someone to take your

in recognition.

on television, the one who had appeared alongside Stephanie at the Lloyds’

elder scion of

sense. She had been the sole heiress

made-up eyes flickering from Mr. Larry to Milly, a glint of animosity sparking within them. Her hostility

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

it be… due

alabaster finger pointing at Joy standing before Milly. “No need to summon anyone else. It’s too

a

discerned a profound shift

and the gentle warmth