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

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

evident that Stephanie’s life with

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

Lloyds now behind her, she no longer needed to feign civility around Milly. Her expression hardened. “Don’t get too

speechless. That line had a strangely

line before in

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

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

remained oblivious

was painfully aware. During their previous film project,

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

contorted with

figure alighted from the vehicle, adorned even more flamboyantly than

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

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

arched in recognition.

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

the elder scion of

all made sense. She had been the sole heiress until Stephanie’s return. No wonder her anger

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

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

it be… due

finger pointing at Joy standing before Milly. “No need to

looked a

Milly discerned a profound shift in Joy’s demeanour.

gentle warmth that usually graced