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.”

her eyes, a serious look crossing her

blatant provocation, but she had

photo, she just wanted to know what Stephanie was

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

What was her goal?

part of the Lloyds, with proud Hannah willingly introducing her to the public? There was definitely something

felt uneasy. After all, she

needed to

had

and instinctively reached

though Stephanie hid it well, George could still see the murderous

This woman…

her around was ultimately

of her. Once they

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

“George still wasn’t

get away

his lips together

just been in his arms was gone. Standing before him now was the strong, determined Milly who

insisted on facing things on her own. If that was the

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

matter her connections with the Lloyds, he would find a way to make her

pressure from his gaze, stepping back and nearly falling. When she regained her composure, her forehead

an ordinary-looking man have

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

there was no time to find a co-

the yacht