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.”

narrowed her eyes, a serious look crossing her

was a blatant provocation, but

wasn’t really worried about the photo, she just wanted

Matthew’s drawings on the island. Then, she schemed to get close to Milly. She

What was her goal?

Hannah willingly introducing her to

uneasy. After all, she

to solve

had to accept the

and instinctively reached

could still see the murderous intent

This woman…

her around was ultimately

wasn’t the best time to get rid of her. Once they were back on the island, he would

She gently patted his hand and whispered, “It’s okay. I need to talk

“George still

she tries anything, I won’t let her get

his lips together but saying

had just been in his arms was gone. Standing before him now was the strong,

insisted on facing things on her own. If that was

smirked, his entire demeanor exuding a cold, unmistakable murderous intent as he stared at

with the Lloyds, he would

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

ordinary-looking man have such

captain of the yacht suddenly shouted through the intercom frantically, “Does anyone

no time to find a co- captain. Given the severe weather, even

yacht wouldn’t need