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.”

Milly perked up at his

have caught fish that fast? Could that worn- out fishing net really catch fish? There wasn’t even

fish really this easy

inside the net. The fish seemed decent in size, splashing

fish was thrashing around so much, making it hard to see its exact species

spoke to Milly behind him, “Step back a

took

was in a safe position, Charlie grabbed the rope tied to the

would be difficult to haul it up. But surprisingly, with just a bit of

resisting and obediently allowed him

and then exerted a strong force with his palm. With a loud “thud,” the

“Aoaoao…”

white shark squeezed through. It seemed completely unfazed by

That familiar call…

way

mouth corner. Is this little guy doing this on purpose? Does it think this fishing net is made of gold? It clearly got caught in it last time, yet here it is in the

her too, wagging its tail in excitement. “Aoaoao!” Its cries were louder this time, with a touch

was too much, causing Charlie to almost lose

be cast anymore. Instead of catching fish, it caught

serious, and his voice was solemn. “Don’t go over there. It’s

grew louder, as if complaining about how slow she was and

know. It’s okay. I know this

know it?” He clearly didn’t grasp the meaning

out of oxygen if left too long on the surface. She hurriedly explained to him, “Yesterday, when I came out to find food, I saw it and decided to rescue it. So, I know

she hurried forward and quickly pulled up the