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.

to this exchange, well-versed

furrowed her

very company Jordan had founded, or merely a

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

leapt to her feet, her voice

it

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

smile spread across Matthew’s face.

you were returning, I rescheduled my commitments just

attention solely on Stephanie, as if she were his beloved sister. His complete disregard

enthusiasm, her voice intentionally loud. “Yes, Matt, you’re the

demonstrative tone was a thinly veiled message aimed at a particular audience.

irritation, not from envy of 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 prepared with a blindfold

frustration mounting. She resolved to complain to

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

tapering to a narrow waist. His loose, casual

filling the room

a sense of familiarity in his imposing presence

lifted his head, meeting her gaze. His features were unfamiliar-it was a face

mundane world, he would be considered quite handsome, but in the realm of entertainment, teeming with extraordinary beauty, he seemed rather

inexplicable sense of disillusionment swept over Milly, as if her heart had

entangled in myriad responsibilities, would deign to attend a trivial entertainment show.

reverie was interrupted by the looming shadow of a figure. “Hello, is this seat

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,