A Film Queen

Chapter 382

On the opposing front, the scene was far removed from warmth and comfort.

Stephanie, Hannah, and their companions stood steadfast by the blustery sea, deliberating ceaselessly for hours without resolution. Eventually, Hannah, succumbing to the chill, proposed seeking refuge amidst the woodland, where they endured the entire night.

None of their possessions were practical for survival, making their predicament nothing short of a disaster.

The trio of young women, ensnared by pursuits of fashion, had laden their luggage solely with garments and cosmetics. Matthew, though well-intentioned, possessed but a single suitcase and lacked the acumen of wilderness survival, neglecting many essentials.

Cuddled together in misery, they failed even to conjure a match, subsisting on meagre crusts of dry bread under the biting gusts.

Stephanie nestled into Matthew’s embrace, seizing the moment to subtly impugn Milly

once more.

“I’m genuinely concerned about Milly and William. This place is utterly unfamiliar-anything could happen. Do you think they have enough to eat? If they were here, we could at least share our bread with them.”

Upon concluding, Stephanie promptly feigned tears, her visage an artful blend of compassion and concern.

Observing her thus, Matthew’s compassion swelled. He consoled her with a gentle stroke of her head, reminiscent of an elder brother comforting his younger sibling. “Steph, your kindness knows no bounds. Don’t blame yourself. You warned her just now, but she’s too stubborn to heed your counsel. It’s not your fault. Don’t be disheartened.”

Stephanie’s countenance remained solemn, yet her upturned lips betrayed her true emotions. She prided herself on her peerless histrionic skills, having deftly wielded such stratagems on numerous occasions.

Surely, the audience would view her as benevolent and sincere, while painting Milly as self-centred and divisive. They would surely censure her!

goals achieved with a

descended, the waning audience of the livestream, stirred by

make herself look

no, no. You’re the most pitiable of

a

made it clear. You guys refused to follow her. Now you’re freezing, but you call them selfish? You guys really want to control the narrative,

any survival tools, and they have four crates. The other team filled two with survival stuff. No wonder they’re

Stephanie feels so much like a

knew she was off. She’s been

She’s so kind. If she’d gone with Milly,

cascade of comments with smiles so broad their

Conflict begat drama, and drama, in turn, yielded the coveted

The following morn.

awoke to find Charlie already risen,

people

bed, serenely ensconced amidst a great heap of verdant blades. Along the fringe of this mound,

cause of his

up shelter today and make some beds. You’ll sleep

still early. Get some more sleep.

awakening, softly intoning, “Hmm,” his mien softening gently. “No need-I shall

voice issued forth from behind, “Ah,

rose groggily, rubbing his eyes and staggering towards them. Ere

“Wash your hands!”

“Yes…”