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.

foresight, she knew fire was paramount for survival, hence her inclusion of

were thus shielded

trio congregated around the

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

three weeks in the wild seemed

brought won’t suffice long. Tomorrow, our priority is securing more provisions and scouting for bamboo

is equally critical; it’s our

the day’s tasks aloud, recognising the workload’s gravity. Gratefully, their trio promised efficiency

words a simple “Hmm,” before falling

such an open sky, engaged Milly in a flurry of conversation, his enthusiasm palpable as he

recounting tales of the stars that sparked an unmistakable

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

warm glow of the fire, the enigmatic tales, the gentle sea breeze, and the twinkling stars rendered that

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

retire

had discovered a capacious space, more than adequate

plentiful, swiftly fashioned into makeshift beds. With foresight for

laid out to her satisfaction,

the crude bedding, despite its natural imperfections. His resistance

out the spot beside Milly, a symbolic barrier between the untamed spirit and the leader. He then teasingly glanced at

a heartbreaker devoid

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

visibly reluctant to recline. His posture suggested