A Film Queen

Chapter 381

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.

was paramount for survival,

sleeping quarters were thus shielded from rain, and coconut palms overhead provided further protection-a dual-layered haven sturdy against

a hearty meal, the trio congregated around the fire, seeking warmth and

rope among her essentials. William’s provisions

enduring three weeks in the wild

priority is securing more provisions and scouting for bamboo to fortify our

our paramount

the workload’s

her words

a flurry of conversation, his enthusiasm palpable as he queried her on constellations

William’s delight, Milly refrained from interrupting, occasionally recounting tales of the stars that sparked an unmistakable gleam in

cosiest spot by the fire

tales, the gentle sea breeze, and the

Milly, glancing at the still-glowing

retire

had 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

to her satisfaction, Milly clapped her hands contentedly. “All

composed and agreeable, frowned at the crude bedding,

between the untamed spirit

a heartbreaker devoid of

of the burgeoning tension between the two men, quickly succumbed to sleep upon

visibly reluctant to

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