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.

rest paid little mind to this exchange, well-versed in such interactions within the

furrowed her brow,

Could this be the very company Jordan had founded, or merely a coincidental

new sound echoed from the doorway, heralding the entrance of two tall

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

Could it be

was uncharacteristically groomed, his hair no

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

I heard you were returning, I rescheduled my commitments just

as if she were his beloved sister. His

the attention, nodded with exaggerated enthusiasm, her voice intentionally

message aimed at a particular audience. Its intended target

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

She resolved to complain to Bonnie later, ensuring

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

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

an imposing, frosty charisma, filling the room with an

in his imposing

closer look, the man lifted his head,

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

Milly, as if her heart had briefly been burdened with a

for entertaining such foolish notions. How absurd to imagine that George, entangled in

by the looming shadow of a figure. “Hello, is this seat occupied?”

had been ruminating over. His presence was imposing, his gaze unwavering and slightly disquieting. Flustered, she diverted her eyes and muttered, “No,