A Film Queen

Chapter 418

Who did he think he was to yell at her?!

Stephanie was curious about the relationship between Charlie and Milly. They seemed inseparable, their closeness unmistakable.

Could they be secret lovers?

Ha, she knew it. A slut like Milly would never stop seducing men. But her taste sure was questionable. How desperate for love was she to fall for someone as ordinary as Charlie?

On the other hand, Milly certainly was daring, juggling

George while flirting with other men in the entertainment industry. She played the game well, but how much longer could she keep playing?

Since that was the case, Stephanie decided there was no need to pretend anymore. “Milly, you wouldn’t want Mr. Tate to see you clinging to another man, would you? If I took a picture of you now and sent it to him, what do you think would happen…?”

She pulled out the small, broken phone and waved it, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

Milly felt terrible, her stomach churning. She didn’t want to leave George’s comforting embrace, but…

“How do you have a phone?”

They had handed in their phones before arriving on the island.

Stephanie smiled. “That’s not for you to worry about. But you wouldn’t want Mr. Tate or the whole world to see you looking like you can’t live without a man, right? Talk to me, and I won’t send the photo. How about that?”

Milly wasn’t stupid. “Why should I trust you?”

Stephanie shrugged. “You don’t have to. But then you’ll lose your chance to negotiate.”

eyes, a serious look crossing

provocation, but she had no

really worried about the photo, she just wanted to

get close to Milly. She clearly had an agenda. Perhaps she joined the

What was her goal?

part of the Lloyds, with proud Hannah willingly

that no matter what Stephanie did, it wouldn’t affect the Burnetts, Milly still felt uneasy. After all, she hadn’t yet figured out

needed to

had

movement and instinctively reached out to

it well, George could still see the murderous

This woman…

was

best time to get rid of her. Once

patted his hand and whispered, “It’s

still wasn’t

let her get away

silent, pressing his lips together but saying

his arms was gone. Standing before him now was the strong, determined Milly

facing

his entire demeanor exuding a cold, unmistakable

the Lloyds, he would find a way to make her

gaze, stepping back and nearly falling. When she regained her composure, her forehead was covered in

could such an ordinary-looking man

yacht suddenly shouted through the intercom frantically, “Does anyone know how to steer a yacht? I need

to

a normal day, the yacht wouldn’t need an