On the set of The Journey, Angeline turned all the dissatisfaction she had witnessed in the hospital into her motivation for filming.

She fought with a sharp sword in her hand while suspended in midair by wires under the direction of the stunt coordinator in the blazing sun.

Because of the troublesome multiple-layered traditional clothes she was wearing, she was covered in sweat after a while. The makeup artist had to follow her to constantly touch up her makeup.

However, Angeline never voiced a single complaint, which led Derek to look at her with admiration and approval.

“That’s enough. Let’s take a break.” In the end, the director had to call for them to stop. “We’re about to wrap up filming, so there’s no need to go all out.”

“Thank you, Mr. McKenna.” Angeline panted. It was only until she saw the props being put away at the set that she was willing to take off the heavy armor on her body to get some air.

“Excuse me, is Ms. Angeline Sorelle here?”

Just then, she noticed a courier standing at the entrance of the film set.

“That would be me.” Angeline frowned. “Can I help you?”

The courier took out a bouquet of brightly colored roses from the back seat of his motorcycle and handed it to her.

“Mr. Golding told me to deliver it to you.”

After saying that, the courier rode away on his motorcycle.

Angeline could only swallow the query she was going to utter. Then, as if something had suddenly dawned on her, bewilderment could be seen in her eyes.

Mr. Golding… Evander? Isn’t he being all lovey-dovey with his fiancée? Why would he send me flowers?

She had no choice but to carry the bouquet of roses to the lounge first. As she was heading there, many of the actresses from the film noticed it and exclaimed in awe.

“Wow! Who sent you these flowers, Angie? They’re so pretty!”

“I’m so envious, but it’s perfectly normal for someone like you to receive flowers, Angie.”

“I’ll try my best to be like you…”

of the young girls, and a smile crept up her

majority of women who enjoyed receiving

for the flowers, and while

to it, she found that

it

seep into her heart, taking away the frustrations

Angeline never visited Floretta in the hospital but chatted with her on

to pick her up. Although the little girl spent a long

car and returned to the

Francesca opened the door to welcome them, Floretta noticed a tiny mound of gifts stacked

discharged from

doll and said with a warm smile, “These are the toys

looked at the pile of toys, and instead of showing any interest, she put on a look of disgust on

a three-year-old child, Ms. Sherrock. I’ve long

face. Damn

in a

head and looked at him innocently. “But the kindergarten teacher taught us that children

chuckled under her breath when she heard that from where she

Olivine’s face turned red in anger. She forced out a stiff

when I marry into the Golding

Ding dong!

then, the doorbell rang. Francesca hurriedly

Floretta’s home?” A pleasant female voice rang

into a joyful smile as she ran toward the woman with her arms

here, Ms. Nancy? Did Angel

are you so

a thermal food jar from behind her. “Your Angel got up early this morning

She ran to the kitchen with the food jar

feet. Her expression gradually became serious as she stared at Evander and Olivine standing behind

Evander, “Mr. Golding, Angeline has been busy with filming recently, so she asked me to deliver

in the dining room and did not stop her. Instead, he approached Nancy, looked

doesn’t even have time to rest. If I hadn’t stopped her, she would’ve come to pick up Floretta,”

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