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

gems, a pink strapless high-fashion dress, and her

evident that Stephanie’s life with the Lloyds had been

discerning gaze over her, undeterred by her arrogant demeanour, and blinked with amusement. “Are you here for

needed to feign civility around Milly. Her expression hardened. “Don’t get too comfortable, Milly.

at her, momentarily speechless. That line had a strangely

that line before in some TV

could conjure an orchestral accompaniment to

scar carved by hatred, I can no longer

oblivious to

was painfully aware. During their previous film project, this

a production site.

contorted with ire.

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

freshly roused from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on

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

in

television, the one

the elder scion

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

sunglasses, her exquisitely made-up eyes flickering from Mr. Larry to Milly, a glint of animosity sparking within them. Her hostility was so

paths with Hannah. Where did this

it be… due to

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

a little

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

warmth that usually