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.

reticent, now propelling itself with fervour, clutching a fish as large as its slender form.

“Could it be…”

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

to her own nose. “For

buzzed the little white shark, its tail

lifted the fish. Initially obscured from afar, she now beheld-a

seafood in the

of the oceans. Even

shore, then stooped to bestow a tender pat upon the small white shark’s head. “My thanks

in its animated joy, bobbed its head vigorously, brushing her palm before reluctantly

the sun revealed Charlie and William, their industry evident in the nascent structure of a dwelling outlined

sight of her.

furrowing their brows in concern. “What happened? Boss, why are

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

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

way, can you guys handle these for me.

go change your clothes. You don’t want to catch

it offered sanctuary for her to change attire unhindered,

watchful eye as Milly entered the abode, garments in hand, his gaze fixed upon Charlie, apprehensive

breakfast. If I find you peeping, my brother will… well, let us say, you would rue it

air of unwavering assurance, as

kept

to avoid contention, he crouched down, unfurling the worn fishing net Milly had recently procured. In the next

emitted a sharp gasp. “Good heavens, this

merely reside within them alone but echoed through the viewers in the

things? Are all

boulders, but that bluefin tuna couldn’t