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!

with

As night descended, the waning audience of the livestream, stirred by Stephanie’s words, erupted

Man, she’s trying to make herself look like the good girl

You’re the most pitiable of

need your pity. They had a

Now you’re freezing, but you call them selfish? You guys really want to control

don’t even have any survival tools, and they have four crates. The other team filled two with survival

so much

knew she was off. She’s been trying

with Stephanie. She’s so kind.

smiles so broad their eyes nearly vanished within the folds of their

Conflict

The following morn.

risen,

it when people

bed, serenely ensconced amidst a great heap of verdant blades. Along the fringe of this mound, scarce space for one was discernible, hinting starkly

discerned the cause of his

today and make some beds.

Get some more sleep. I’ll make breakfast for

glance her way upon her awakening, softly intoning,

voice issued forth from behind, “Ah, good morning, boss. What was that about breakfast? Count me

towards them. Ere he neared, a stern command rang

“Wash your hands!”

“Yes…”