A Film Queen

Chapter 400

Soon, Stephanie served the seafood dishes on the table.

It looked pretty good.

After all, they were in the wilderness, she could only cook with the few seasonings William had brought. Creating a fancy meal was out of the question.

It was already good enough that they had something to eat.

Stephanie stood humbly beside the table and smiled. ‘This is my first time cooking. Please give me some feedback if there’s anything I didn’t do well, and I’ll make sure to improve next time.”

Dakota quickly praised her, “Stephanie, your cooking is great. It smells wonderful.”

Stephanie lowered her head while smiling. “Thank you, Dakota. Let’s eat before it gets cold and doesn’t taste as good.”

As Milly was about to reach for some food, William stopped her abruptly. “Wait!”

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

William, who usually had a laid-back behaviour, stared intently at Stephanie with suspicion. He let go of Milly only after seeing Stephanie take a bite. “Alright, you can eat now.”

Milly was at a loss for words.

So he was worried that Stephanie might poison us!

on the

Stephanie hadn’t even brought cold medicine to the island. How could she have brought poison? Even if she tried to make it

only pull some scheme behind the scenes. She wouldn’t dare

doesn’t seem so bad. She even

girl who volunteers to help can’t be

small matters were blown out of proportion, but she hasn’t really

everything okay? Her PR team

detergent is she using to clean her reputation so quickly? Who found the seafood? Who cleaned it? No one talks about the

she can’t

care. If my idol dislikes her, then I dislike

arguing in the comments, but no one among them

there was a loud “bang” from their accommodation, followed by a panicked voice. “Cough, cough, my manuscripts! Where’s my

It was Matthew!

rushed inside and found the previously feverish and half-dead Matthew now squatting on

his pockets and

was anxiously mumbling, “My

reacted first, hurrying over to help him up. ‘Matthew, you’re still running

on her, pushed her away as he kept rummaging through his suitcase. ‘No, I have to

stood up and asked

frantic and worried, kept running his fingers through his hair. ‘My manuscript! I worked so hard for it! Cough, cough…

everyone understood. Matthew’s

numerous awards. His designs were sold for high

he

manuscript is missing? It’s really important! You’re going to join an international design competition with it. How could it be gone? I remember you