A Film Queen

Chapter 381

In the fading twilight, Milly hesitated momentarily, extracting the electric stove from his belongings. “What purpose do you imagine this serves here? There’s no power to fuel it.”

William responded with a knowing grin, extracting a power strip from the recesses of his suitcase as though foreseen. “I anticipated the lack of electricity, hence my foresight in bringing this power strip! Clever, isn’t it?”

Milly and Charlie said nothing.

William, sensing their scrutiny, scratched his head awkwardly. “Why the stares? You’re looking at me as my brother does.”

‘Haha, William, what a delightful character!’

‘William, where do you suppose that strip’s power originates?’

‘This is William’s personal actions. Don’t relate it to his fans. Thank you!’

‘Am I the only one who noticed William mentioning his brother? Does he indeed have one? There’s no mention of him online.’

‘Let’s focus on William; delving into his family is unnecessary. They too deserve privacy.’

‘Speaking of which, if William’s brother regards him similarly, does he acknowledge his goofball nature?’

With William providing ample provisions, Milly forwent the need to forage. She gathered dry twigs and wood nearby, methodically stacking them and igniting a fire. A pot perched atop the blaze fashioned a rudimentary stove.

fire was paramount

brought over the trees. Their sleeping quarters were thus shielded from rain, and

a hearty meal, the trio congregated

supplies-a military shovel, knife, and rope among her essentials. William’s provisions leaned heavily towards sustenance, while Charlie exhibited comparable wilderness survival

these resources deftly applied, enduring three weeks in the

our priority is securing more

equally critical; it’s our paramount concern

workload’s gravity. Gratefully, their trio

her words a simple “Hmm,” before falling

an open sky, engaged Milly in a flurry of conversation, his enthusiasm

refrained from interrupting, occasionally recounting tales of

subtly shifted to ensure the cosiest spot by the fire awaited the duo nearby, his gaze

warm glow of the fire, the enigmatic tales, the gentle sea breeze, and

excitement, William’s shoulders drooped. Milly, glancing at the still-glowing red surveillance cameras, acknowledged the

we retire for

discovered a capacious space, more than adequate for three to

fronds were plentiful, swiftly fashioned into makeshift beds. With foresight for their trio, she arranged a larger bed for the two young

now laid out to her satisfaction, Milly clapped her hands contentedly. “All

and agreeable, frowned at the crude bedding, despite its

forward, staking out the spot beside Milly, a symbolic barrier between the untamed spirit and the leader. He then teasingly glanced at Charlie. “You’ll

a heartbreaker devoid of

between the two

frowned and hesitated to sit, visibly reluctant to