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!

since this was a live broadcast. If Stephanie dared to poison anyone on the show, she could be charged

island. How could she have brought poison? Even if she tried to make it herself, she

some scheme behind the scenes. She wouldn’t dare to do anything openly; she didn’t have

this way, Stephanie doesn’t

who volunteers to help can’t be

been too biased against her and small matters were blown out of proportion, but she

cooking one meal makes everything okay? Her PR team

Who found the seafood? Who cleaned it? No one talks about the person who found the seafood and the one who cleaned it. She

she can’t

don’t care. If my idol dislikes her, then

arguing in the comments, but no one

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

It was Matthew!

feverish

and rummaging through

“My manuscript? Where

first, hurrying over to help him up. ‘Matthew,

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

offended by him. She stood up

hair. ‘My manuscript! I worked so hard for it! Cough, cough… There’s a competition in a few days. I had it on me. How

understood. Matthew’s manuscript

was a renowned designer with numerous awards. His designs were sold for

wonder he

missing? It’s really important! You’re going to join an international design