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

fact she could not do as

suitcase manageable, yet the path from courtyard to threshold was bedecked with stones- charming, yet arduous for those

time the stalwart Mr. Larry

tea with legs crossed. Upon sighting them, a flicker of disdain marred her

luggage by these

Ha!

with a trace of mischief in her gaze. Gradually, she slackened her

Bang! Clang!

resounding crash

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

into the drain. What shall we do

suggesting the former inhabitant had never intended

drain. Coincidentally, recent heavy rains had left it brimming with water. Upon its descent, the suitcase, yielding to gravity’s sway, began its

could not contain her amusement, erupting

little lamb, but she was actually hiding a lion beneath. She would

the sound, 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.

and responded with a pained expression, “How could it be

lapse, let me transport another for you,

naturally relieved Joy of her suitcase

Milly’s theatrical

Milly with a gaze pale with fury, her

motion, she poised her hand