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

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

was evident that Stephanie’s life

gaze over her, undeterred by her arrogant demeanour, and blinked

her, she no longer needed to feign civility around Milly. Her expression hardened. “Don’t get too comfortable, Milly. I will reclaim

That line had

line before in

accompaniment to this scene! It seemed perfectly suited for

love, for every scar carved by hatred, I can no longer

oblivious

yet Joy was painfully aware. During their previous film project, this woman had schemed

“Ms. Stephanie, this is a production site. Numerous cameras are rolling. It would be wise

contorted

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

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

to the side, swiftly approached, his face splitting into a broad grin. “Ah, Ms. Hannah, you’ve

arched in

glimpsed on television, the one who had appeared

scion of

had been the

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

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

it be… due to

her alabaster finger pointing at Joy standing before

a

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

the gentle warmth that usually graced her eyes