A Film Queen

Chapter 373

Bonnie grasped the full weight of the situation keenly. In the realm of entertainment, reverence for hierarchy held utmost sway. A clash with Hannah today could render even the Burnetts’ patronage inadequate amidst the perilous currents of showbiz.

Joy seized Milly’s sleeve urgently, her eyes shimmering with beseeching hues. “Milly, let it pass. I’ll handle it, no trouble.”

Milly’s countenance flared with ire. She acknowledged Bonnie and Joy’s goodwill, yet Hannah’s lofty demeanour kindled a fury uncontainable within her.

Hannah swiftly freed herself from Milly’s grip, lightly tapping the suitcase with nails painted in deep crimson. “If you’re going to work, hasten your steps. Time is fleeting.”

With that, she strode indoors on lofty heels, her bearing akin to a triumphant cockerel.

Mr. Larry appeared stunned by Hannah’s audacious conduct. Despite being the visage of their programme, he dared not confront her. Their modest variety show relied heavily upon her following.

Thus unfolded the way of the world of entertainment-prestige dictated verity.

“Er, yes…” Mr. Larry stood awkwardly in place. “I’ll assist with the transport. Together, swiftly shall we proceed.”

He sought a nonchalant air, yet beholding Hannah’s vast trunks, his smile waned. This was no holiday jaunt but a survival

challenge. Laden with such baggage on a desolate isle, it was nought but an onerous burden.

Clearly, the doyenne of the silver screen harboured distinct plans.

the denouement, the Lloyds’ chauffeur bore one, Mr. Larry another, Joy took her own, and Milly grasped the smallest. Bonnie

of tact purely out of the fact she could not do as she pleased given her tenuous standing following her recent return to the Lloyds, carried her

lone suitcase manageable, yet the path from courtyard to

Mr. Larry

yawning door, Hannah reclined elegantly in the parlour, sipping tea with legs crossed.

act of hauling her luggage by these she deemed were mere peasants.

Ha!

a fit of exasperated laughter, her tongue flicking over her lips with a trace of mischief in her gaze. Gradually, she slackened her

Bang! Clang!

resounding crash

an expression of panic and dismay as she clasped her hand over her mouth, tremblingly uttering, “Oh dear,

drain. What shall we

appeared rather rudimentary, suggesting the former inhabitant had

door lay an exposed drain. Coincidentally, recent heavy rains had left it brimming with water.

Bonnie could not contain her amusement, erupting in

penchant for appearing as a harmless little lamb, but she was actually hiding a lion beneath. She

sound, Hannah stormed forth, her countenance flushing green with wrath upon spying her luggage’s descent into the doorstep drain.

it be deliberate?

to atone for my lapse, let me transport another for you, Ms.

she naturally relieved Joy of her suitcase and endeavoured to hoist it

paces in, the suitcase once more cascaded into the drain in identical fashion, accompanied by Milly’s theatrical cry, “Oops! My apologies once more, Ms. Hannah, I seem to have suffered a

with fury,

swift motion, she poised her hand to strike