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

adorned in ten-centimetre high stiletto heels encrusted with glittering gems, a pink strapless high-fashion dress, and her hair styled in luxuriant

Stephanie’s life with the Lloyds had been

by her arrogant demeanour, and blinked with amusement. “Are you

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

momentarily speechless. That line had a strangely

that line before in some

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

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

remained oblivious to

two women, yet Joy was painfully aware. During their previous film project, this woman had schemed relentlessly to undermine Milly,

production site. Numerous cameras

contorted with ire.

more flamboyantly than Stephanie, with towering heels

of drowsiness lingering on her face. “What is the commotion

who had been standing to the side, swiftly approached, his face splitting into a broad grin.

eyebrow arched in recognition. “Ms. Hannah…

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

elder scion of

the sole

exquisitely made-up eyes flickering from Mr. Larry to Milly, a glint of

she had never crossed paths with Hannah. Where did this sudden enmity

it be…

a taut smile, her alabaster finger pointing at Joy standing before Milly. “No

looked a little

shift

warmth that usually graced her eyes