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.

this exchange, well-versed

furrowed her brow,

the very company Jordan had founded, or merely a coincidental

potential connection, a new sound echoed from the doorway, heralding the

far remained inconspicuous, suddenly leapt to her

Could it

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

spread across Matthew’s face. “Stephanie, when the

I rescheduled my commitments just to be here with you. Aren’t

on Stephanie, as if she were his beloved sister. His complete disregard for Milly’s presence was

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

tone was a thinly veiled message aimed at a

a surge of irritation, not from envy of their camaraderie, but from the director’s failure to inform her of the participant list. Had she

mounting. She resolved to complain to Bonnie later, ensuring Director Cameron would no

one side, the other newcomer who accompanied Matthew exuded an icy detachment.

shoulders tapering to a narrow waist. His loose,

imposing, frosty charisma, filling

familiarity in his imposing presence and build. Could it

man lifted his head, meeting her gaze. His features were

in the realm of entertainment,

over Milly, as if her heart had

castigated herself for entertaining such foolish notions. How absurd to imagine that George, entangled in myriad responsibilities, would deign to attend a trivial entertainment

is this seat occupied?” inquired

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