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 waves. She appeared polished and exquisite, a stark contrast to

Stephanie’s life

demeanour, and blinked with amusement. “Are

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

line had a strangely familiar ring to

line before in some

an orchestral accompaniment to this scene! It seemed perfectly suited

scar carved by hatred,

oblivious to

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

this is a production site. Numerous cameras are rolling. It would be wise to mind your

visage contorted with

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

slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on her face. “What is the commotion about? Why is everyone congregated

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

eyebrow arched in

woman Milly had glimpsed on television, the one who

scion of the

the

a glint of animosity sparking within them. Her hostility was so overt that Milly found

never crossed paths with Hannah. Where did

it be… due to

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

a

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

the gentle warmth that usually graced her