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…”

and praises of the young girls, and a smile crept up her

majority of women who enjoyed

to the lounge, she specifically found a vase for the flowers, and while she was misting

card, which still had a pleasant flowery scent to it, she found that it was vigorously scrawled with the following words: Apologies for being too impulsive last

certain it was from Evander after reading

seep into her heart, taking away the frustrations and fatigue of

days, Angeline never visited Floretta in the hospital but chatted with

Floretta was discharged from the hospital, both Evander and Olivine came to pick her up. Although the

she got into the car and returned

the door to welcome them, Floretta noticed a tiny mound of

on getting discharged from the

by the hand and led her to the gifts. She picked up a doll and said with a warm smile, “These are the toys I bought for you, and

showing any interest, she

Ms. Sherrock. I’ve long stopped playing

Damn it! This brat is so hard to

Evander admonished in

children should be honest. If I don’t call her Ms. Sherrock, should I call her

chuckled under her breath when she heard

red in anger. She forced out a stiff smile and uttered graciously, “It’s fine.

when I marry into the

Ding dong!

doorbell rang. Francesca hurriedly ran over to open

is this Floretta’s home?” A pleasant female

to look at the visitor and broke into a joyful smile as she ran toward the

you here, Ms. Nancy? Did Angel tell you to

you

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

lit up. She ran to the kitchen with the food jar

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

him a nod, she said to Evander, “Mr. Golding, Angeline has been busy

the dining room and did not stop her. Instead, he approached Nancy, looked down at her, and asked, “She made

have time to rest. If I hadn’t stopped her, she would’ve come to

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