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.

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

the way, Charlie draped the waterproof fabric Milly had brought over the trees. Their sleeping quarters were thus shielded from rain,

a hearty meal, the trio congregated around the

William’s provisions leaned heavily towards sustenance,

applied, enduring three weeks in the

food we’ve brought won’t suffice long. Tomorrow, our priority is securing more provisions and scouting for bamboo to fortify our

critical; it’s our paramount concern on

workload’s gravity. Gratefully, their trio promised efficiency through

response to her words a simple

Milly in a flurry of conversation, his enthusiasm palpable

of

Charlie remained taciturn, he subtly shifted to ensure the cosiest spot by the fire

the gentle sea breeze, and

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

retire for

had discovered a capacious space, more than adequate for three

plentiful, swiftly fashioned into makeshift beds. With foresight for their

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

at the crude bedding, despite its natural

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

heartbreaker devoid

the two men, quickly succumbed to sleep upon lying

bed, Charlie frowned and hesitated to sit, visibly reluctant to

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