A Film Queen

Chapter 393

Charlie asked, “So, are you and your brother close?”

Milly’s hands paused as he recalled Leon’s face.

Honestly, she had landed in this story from another world, so logically, she shouldn’t feel much attachment to Leon as her foster brother. But whenever she thought of his gentle, refined face, she couldn’t help but feel a warm connection.

“Yeah, my brother is really good to me. Life wasn’t as lavish when I lived with the Smiths before, but whenever I wanted something, Dad, Mom, and my brother made sure I got it.”

If the original owner were still around, she’d probably answer the same way.

Charlie’s eyes darkened slightly, but in the end, he said nothing. He simply crouched down, suppressing his cleanliness obsession, and began picking at the grass roots. “I’ll help you!

He dug hard, but after a while, the roots he found were either too small or broken, totally useless as medicine.

Milly frowned, feeling sorry as she looked at the nearly destroyed bupleurum. Unable to hold back, she asked, “You and Matthew… Is there some issue between you two? Do you not want him to live?”

Charlie said, “Huh? I didn’t.”

“Forget it. Just stay aside. If you keep going, Matthew won’t have any of this lifesaving herb left.”

After shooing Charlie to the side, Milly dug faster. Before long, she had enough bupleurum. “Okay, that’s enough. Let’s head back now. We’ve got to brew the medicine when we get back.”

“Okay.”

As they passed by the spot where the fishing net had been laid earlier, Charlie suddenly stopped in his tracks. “Wait a moment. I’ll go check. Looks like there are fish inside.”

up at

have caught fish that fast? Could that worn- out fishing net really catch fish? There wasn’t even any bait inside, and

this easy to

right. As they approached, they indeed saw fish inside the net. The fish seemed decent in size, splashing waves that spread and crashed onto the rocks by

thrashing around so much, making it hard to

his lips and softly spoke to Milly behind him, “Step back a bit. I’ll

took a

was in a safe position, Charlie grabbed the rope tied to the stone on the shore and exerted force

the splashing water and the looming shadow of the big fish, he thought it would be difficult to haul it up. But surprisingly, with

and obediently allowed him to

force with his palm. With a loud “thud,” the fish was

“Aoaoao…”

a small white shark squeezed through. It seemed completely unfazed

That familiar call…

way

dumb little white shark she had seen yesterday, Milly twitched her mouth corner. Is this little guy doing this on purpose? Does it think this fishing net is made of

clearly spotted her too, wagging its tail in excitement. “Aoaoao!” Its cries were louder this

strength was too much, causing Charlie to almost lose grip of the rope for

couldn’t be cast anymore. Instead of catching fish, it caught nothing

as she was about to step forward to release the little white shark from the fishing net, Charlie grabbed her arm firmly. His expression was serious, and his voice was solemn. “Don’t go over there. It’s too dangerous. Normally, with newly born shark pups

as if complaining about

“I know. It’s okay. I know this shark. There’s

He clearly didn’t grasp the meaning of those words,

left too long on the surface. She hurriedly explained to him, “Yesterday, when I came out to find food, I saw it

hurried forward and quickly pulled up the fishing net, rescuing the small white