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

and her hair styled in luxuriant waves. She appeared polished and exquisite, a stark contrast to the girl

that Stephanie’s life with the Lloyds had been

arrogant demeanour, and blinked with amusement. “Are you here

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

That line had a strangely familiar ring to

think I’ve heard that line before

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

sorrows entwined with love, for every scar carved by hatred, I can no longer discern between the sanguine and the

remained oblivious

previous film project, this woman had

this is a production site. Numerous cameras are rolling. It would be wise to mind

visage contorted with

from the vehicle, adorned even more flamboyantly than Stephanie, with towering heels and

freshly roused from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on her

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

in recognition. “Ms. Hannah…

Milly had glimpsed on television, the one who had appeared alongside Stephanie

elder scion of

all made sense. She had been the sole heiress

flickering from Mr. Larry to Milly, a glint of animosity sparking within them.

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

be… due

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

a little

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

gentle warmth that usually