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.

foresight, she knew fire was paramount

over the trees. Their sleeping quarters were thus shielded from rain, and coconut palms overhead provided further protection-a dual-layered

a hearty meal, the trio congregated around

William’s provisions leaned heavily towards sustenance, while Charlie

applied, enduring three weeks in the wild seemed

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

equally critical; it’s our paramount concern

the workload’s gravity. Gratefully, their trio

his response to her words

seldom having glimpsed such an open sky, engaged Milly in a flurry of

of the stars

Charlie remained taciturn, he subtly shifted to ensure the cosiest spot by the fire awaited the duo nearby, his gaze lingering on the storyteller in their

gentle

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

retire for the

had discovered a capacious space, more

leaves and coconut fronds were plentiful, swiftly fashioned into makeshift beds. With

beds now laid out to her satisfaction, Milly clapped her

crude

forward, staking out the spot beside Milly, a symbolic barrier between the untamed spirit and the leader.

a heartbreaker devoid of

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

to sit, visibly reluctant to

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