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.”

a serious look

a blatant provocation, but she

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

she schemed to get close to Milly. She clearly had an agenda. Perhaps she joined the show with a

What was her goal?

how did she suddenly become part of the Lloyds, with proud Hannah willingly

did, it wouldn’t affect the Burnetts, Milly still felt uneasy. After all, she hadn’t yet figured out what led to the Burnetts’ downfall, and Stephanie seemed like

needed to solve

time, she had

her movement and instinctively reached out to stop

hid it well, George could still

This woman…

around was

to get rid of her. Once they were back on the island, he

and whispered, “It’s okay. I need to talk

still wasn’t

I won’t let her get away with it. She’s

his lips

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

she insisted on facing

demeanor exuding a cold, unmistakable murderous

Lloyds, he would find a way to

the intense pressure from his gaze, stepping back and nearly

could such an ordinary-looking man have such

intercom frantically, “Does anyone know how to steer a yacht? I need someone to help

yacht had been hired by the director at a high price on short notice, so there was no time to find a co- captain. Given the severe weather, even if there had been time, no one would have wanted the

day, the yacht wouldn’t need an