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.

paid little mind to this exchange, well-versed in

her

very company Jordan had founded, or

pondered this potential connection, a new sound echoed from the doorway, heralding the entrance of two tall

Stephanie, who had thus far remained inconspicuous, suddenly leapt to her feet, her voice brimming with elation. “Matt! Is it truly you? Are you joining

Could it

figure that materialised at the threshold was unmistakably Matthew. His appearance was uncharacteristically groomed, his hair no longer the usual tousled mess

across Matthew’s

I heard you were returning, I rescheduled my commitments just to be here with you. Aren’t

Milly a glance, his attention solely on Stephanie, as if she were his beloved sister. His

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

a thinly veiled message aimed at a particular audience. Its

of the participant list. Had she known about these two, she would have

director’s playing favourites, she thought, her frustration mounting. She resolved to complain to

the reunion exuded warmth on one side, the other newcomer who accompanied Matthew exuded an

broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist. His loose, casual

radiated an imposing, frosty charisma, filling

in

for a closer look, the man lifted his head, meeting her gaze. His features were unfamiliar-it was a face she had never seen

the mundane world, he would be considered quite handsome, but in the realm

Milly, as if her heart

to imagine that George, entangled in myriad

of a figure. “Hello, is this seat occupied?” inquired a deep, resonant voice,

very same young man she had been ruminating over. His presence was imposing, his gaze unwavering and slightly disquieting.