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

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 once feigned

evident that Stephanie’s life with the

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

feign civility around Milly.

line had a strangely familiar ring to

think I’ve heard that line before in some

orchestral accompaniment to this scene! It

scar carved by hatred, I can no longer discern between the

oblivious to

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

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

visage contorted with ire.

than Stephanie,

drowsiness lingering on her face. “What is the commotion about? Why

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

eyebrow arched in

This was the same woman Milly had glimpsed on television, the one who had appeared alongside Stephanie at the Lloyds’

the elder scion of

the sole heiress until Stephanie’s return. No wonder her

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

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

it be… due

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

a little

profound shift in Joy’s demeanour. Her fingers

gentle warmth that usually graced