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

high-fashion dress, and her hair styled in luxuriant waves. She

Stephanie’s life with the Lloyds had been

cast a discerning gaze over her, undeterred by her arrogant demeanour,

was cold. With the Lloyds now behind her, she no longer needed to feign civility around Milly. Her expression hardened.

momentarily speechless. That line had a strangely familiar

I’ve heard that line before

orchestral accompaniment to this scene! It seemed perfectly

all the sorrows entwined with love, for every scar carved by

oblivious to

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

hesitation, Joy interposed herself between them. “Ms. Stephanie, this is a production site. Numerous cameras

visage contorted with

alighted from the vehicle, adorned even more flamboyantly than Stephanie, with towering heels and a gown that revealed more than

from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on her face. “What is

Larry, who 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

eyebrow arched in recognition. “Ms.

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

scion

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

Larry to Milly, a glint

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

it be… due

crimson lips curled into a taut smile, her alabaster finger pointing at Joy standing before Milly. “No need to summon anyone else.

a

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

and the gentle warmth that