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

glittering 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 who

Stephanie’s life with the Lloyds had

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

feign civility around Milly.

stared at her, momentarily speechless. That line had a strangely familiar ring

line before in some

accompaniment to this scene!

for every scar carved by hatred, I can no longer discern

oblivious to

previous film project, this woman had schemed relentlessly to undermine Milly, and now she sought

production site. Numerous cameras are rolling. It

contorted

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

as if freshly roused from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on

his face splitting into a broad grin. “Ah, Ms. Hannah, you’ve arrived. I’ll arrange

eyebrow arched in recognition. “Ms. Hannah…

This was the same woman Milly had glimpsed on television, the one who had appeared alongside Stephanie at the Lloyds’ gala, her expression a mask

the elder scion of

sense. She had been the sole heiress until

Larry to Milly, a glint of animosity sparking within them. Her hostility was so overt that Milly

never crossed paths with Hannah. Where did this

be… due

Joy standing before Milly. “No need to summon anyone else. It’s

a

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

gentle warmth that usually graced her