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.”

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Stephanie, 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 the girl who once feigned happiness

evident that Stephanie’s life with

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

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

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

that line before in some

to this scene! It seemed

love, for every scar carved by hatred,

remained oblivious to

painfully aware. During their previous film project, this woman had

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

contorted

another figure alighted from the vehicle, adorned even more flamboyantly than Stephanie,

as if freshly roused from slumber, a hint of drowsiness lingering on her face. “What is the commotion

swiftly approached, his face splitting into a broad grin. “Ah,

eyebrow arched in

had glimpsed on television, the one who had appeared alongside Stephanie at

elder scion of the

been the sole heiress until

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

recollection, she had never crossed paths with Hannah. Where

it be…

at Joy standing before Milly.

a little

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

warmth that usually graced her