A Film Queen

Chapter 374

Stephanie observed the growing discord between Milly and Hannah with a sense of inward glee.

Her original scheme had been to use Hannah as an unwitting pawn against Milly, but fortune had smiled upon her, rendering such machinations unnecessary.

Hannah… Milly…

With the animosity between Milly and Hannah already set in motion, Stephanie stood to gain, no matter the outcome.

The air in the room grew thick with tension after the recent confrontation. Director Cameron, the director, found himself at a loss for words, unsure of how to mend the fractured atmosphere.

The oppressive silence was broken by the sound of footsteps nearing the entrance. A slight young woman entered, her suitcase trailing behind her, and bowed deeply. “Greetings, everyone. I am Dakota Jennings, an artist with Dreamweaver Entertainment. I hope we can all work well together.”

Director Cameron, seizing the chance to break the tension, swiftly stood and welcomed her with a warm smile. “Please, come in. We are all friends here; no need for such formality.”

Dakota offered a timid smile, her gaze then landing upon Hannah. Her eyes brightened with excitement. “Oh my goodness, is it truly Ms. Hannah? I am a huge fan! May I have your autograph?”

Her eyes shone with genuine admiration, the quintessential look of a devoted admirer.

This effusive adulation mollified Hannah’s earlier ire, her features softening. “Certainly. I’ll give you a signed photograph later.”

Hannah’s manner was imperious, as if bestowing favour upon a subject.

Dakota, however, seemed delighted, oblivious to any condescension. She hovered near Hannah, lavishing her with praise, while the others in the room were momentarily ignored.

mind to this exchange,

alone furrowed her brow, contemplating

this be the very company Jordan had founded, or merely

echoed from the doorway, heralding the entrance of

suddenly leapt to her feet, her voice brimming with elation. “Matt! Is it truly you? Are you joining this

it

appearance was uncharacteristically groomed, his hair no longer the

a broad smile spread across Matthew’s face. “Stephanie, when

I was reluctant. But the moment I heard you were returning, I

spare Milly a glance, his attention solely on Stephanie, as if she were his beloved

attention, nodded with exaggerated enthusiasm, her voice intentionally loud. “Yes, Matt,

aimed at a particular

their camaraderie, but from the director’s failure to inform her of the participant list. Had she known about these two, she would have come

to complain to Bonnie later, ensuring Director

accompanied Matthew exuded an icy detachment.

about six feet three, with broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist. His loose, casual attire somehow accentuated his

an imposing, frosty charisma, filling

familiarity in his imposing presence and build.

his head, meeting her gaze. His features were unfamiliar-it was a face she had never seen

handsome, but in the

disillusionment swept over Milly, as if her heart had briefly been burdened with a leaden

herself for entertaining such foolish notions. How absurd to imagine that George, entangled in myriad responsibilities, would deign to attend a trivial entertainment show. Her musings had indeed taken a

by the looming shadow of a figure. “Hello, is this seat occupied?” inquired a deep, resonant voice, tinged with an undercurrent

instinctively, Milly glanced up to find the very same young man she had been ruminating over. His presence was imposing, his gaze unwavering and slightly disquieting. Flustered, she diverted