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.

little mind to this exchange,

her

the very company Jordan had founded, or merely a

echoed from the

arrivals, Stephanie, who had thus far remained inconspicuous, suddenly leapt to her feet, her voice

Could it be

Matthew. His appearance was uncharacteristically groomed, his hair no longer the usual tousled mess but styled

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

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

not spare Milly a glance, his attention solely on Stephanie, as if

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

aimed at a particular audience. Its intended target was

her of the participant list. Had she known about these two, she would have come prepared with a blindfold to

to complain to

warmth on one side, the other newcomer who accompanied Matthew exuded an icy detachment. He entered silently, dragging his suitcase, offering

three, with broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist.

radiated an imposing, frosty charisma, filling the room

in his imposing presence and build.

about to rise for a closer look, the man lifted his head,

be considered quite handsome, but in the realm of

if her heart had briefly been burdened with

entangled in myriad responsibilities, would deign to attend a trivial entertainment show. Her musings had indeed taken a fanciful, perhaps even deranged,

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

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 her eyes and muttered, “No, it’s free. Please,