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.

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

the fact she could not do as she pleased

courtyard to threshold was bedecked with stones- charming,

stalwart Mr. Larry reached the

reclined elegantly in the parlour, sipping tea with legs crossed. Upon sighting them, a flicker of disdain

her luggage by these she deemed were mere peasants. was tantamount to

Ha!

with a trace of mischief in her gaze. Gradually,

Bang! Clang!

crash seized everyone’s

dismay as she clasped her hand over her mouth, tremblingly uttering, “Oh dear, I’m terribly sorry!

drain. What shall

rather rudimentary, suggesting the former inhabitant had never intended an extended stay,

heavy rains had left it brimming with water. Upon its descent, the suitcase,

contain her amusement, erupting in laughter

but she was actually hiding a lion

Hannah stormed forth, her countenance flushing green with wrath upon spying her luggage’s descent into the doorstep drain. Clenching her teeth, she fixed a glare upon Milly. “This

blinking innocently, and responded with a pained expression, “How could it be deliberate? I genuinely meant to aid Miss Hannah.

then, to atone for my lapse, let me transport another

of her suitcase and

once more cascaded into the drain in identical fashion, accompanied by Milly’s theatrical cry, “Oops! My apologies

with a gaze pale with fury, her desire

poised her hand to