A Film Queen

Chapter 385

In a stroke of fortune such as this, Milly could not possibly miss it. Swiftly, she plucked the goose barnacles from the mother shark’s side as well.

In the end, whether it was the barnacles on the great white shark’s body or its belly, she cleaned them all thoroughly. The great white shark’s mood visibly brightened.

With tender caress, Milly murmured, “There, free of barnacles now. I believer you’re more comfortable now. I’ll take these barnacles back to make great food. Win win for us.”

Buzz, buzz, buzz… replied the great white shark, flicking its tail to respond to her.

Meanwhile, the little white shark, ever dutiful in observation, cocked its head

incredulously at Milly’s intention to eat the barnacles. It seemed to pity her for eating such trash.

Yeah, we are different species in the end, after all. They wouldn’t understand why we love these

Milly had just poised to offer parting words to the little white shark when it, without a backward glance, darted into the depths, eager to return home.

Silence seized Milly

Are you in such a hurry to go home?

Regrettably, she returned to the shore, attending to the clutch of goose barnacles recently gathered. A substantial haul it was, perhaps exceeding ten kilograms, ensnared within the tattered fishing net-a feast sufficient for three days, without doubt.

Waving farewell to the great white shark, steadfast in its vigil from afar, she voiced, “Bye now. You should get back to your child.”

As she readied herself to turn away, a distant sight caught her eye…

No wait, there are two of them.

the little white shark, earlier so reticent, now propelling itself with fervour, clutching a fish as large as its slender form. The fish, still lively and thrashing, posed a challenge to the little shark’s efforts, its

“Could it be…”

little white shark presented the fish, worn from its struggle, urging Milly

to her own nose. “For me…

buzz, buzz… buzzed the little white shark, its tail

Initially obscured from afar, she now beheld-a metre-long bluefin

number one seafood in

rulers of the oceans. Even their gifts

to bestow a tender

diminutive shark, in its animated joy, bobbed its head vigorously, brushing her palm

revealed Charlie and William, their industry evident in the nascent structure

the sight of

their brows in concern. “What happened? Boss, why are you soaked through?

their solicitous tones, Charlie, engaged in his task with the bamboo, hastened to her

gently placed the fishing net upon the ground, offering a reassuring smile to both. “It’s alright. I just

can you guys handle these for me. I need to get

go change your clothes. You don’t want to

making their shelter, it offered sanctuary for her to change attire unhindered, a refuge

his gaze fixed upon Charlie, apprehensive lest his companion should yield to the temptation of a surreptitious

me with breakfast. If I find you peeping, my brother will…

unwavering assurance, as if he himself were the formidable

merely kept his

worn fishing net Milly had recently procured. In the

him, William emitted a sharp gasp. “Good heavens, this

astonishment did not merely reside within them alone but echoed through the viewers

am I seeing things? Are

clinging to beach boulders,