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 in such interactions

alone furrowed her brow,

company Jordan had founded, or merely

sound echoed from the doorway, heralding the entrance

suddenly leapt to her feet, her

it

materialised at the threshold was unmistakably Matthew. His appearance was uncharacteristically groomed, his

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

were returning, I rescheduled my commitments just to be here

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

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

aimed at a

felt 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 known about these two, she would have come prepared with a blindfold to

frustration mounting. She resolved to complain to Bonnie later, ensuring

side, the other newcomer who accompanied Matthew exuded

broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist. His

charisma, filling the room with an inexplicable

paused, struck by a sense of familiarity in his imposing presence

head, meeting her

would be considered quite handsome, but in the realm of

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

George, entangled in myriad responsibilities, would deign to attend a trivial entertainment show. Her musings had indeed

a figure. “Hello, is this seat occupied?” inquired

presence was imposing, his gaze unwavering and slightly disquieting. Flustered, she diverted her eyes and