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…”

praises of the

different from the majority of women who enjoyed receiving

flowers, and while she was misting them, she

to it, she found that it was vigorously scrawled with the following words: Apologies for being too impulsive last

was even more certain it was from Evander after reading

into her

the next few days, Angeline never visited Floretta in the hospital but chatted

Although the little girl

into the car and returned to the Golding

Floretta noticed a

on getting discharged from the

a doll and said with a warm smile,

toys, and instead of showing any interest, she put on a look of disgust

Sherrock.

written all over Olivine’s face. Damn it! This brat is so hard

Evander admonished in a low

us that children should be honest. If I don’t call her Ms.

heard that from where she stood

other hand, Olivine’s face turned red in anger. She forced out a stiff smile and

sorry, brat, when I marry into the Golding

Ding dong!

rang. Francesca hurriedly

Floretta’s home?” A pleasant female voice rang

and broke into a joyful smile as she ran toward the

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

are you so smart,

“Your Angel got up early this morning to make you a nutritious meal and some pastries. Go and try

ran to the kitchen with the food jar

her feet. Her expression gradually became

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

figure in the dining room and did not stop her. Instead, he

been so busy filming these days that she doesn’t even have time to rest. If I hadn’t stopped her, she would’ve come to pick up Floretta,” Nancy said truthfully as she stretched out her hand and fanned the hot air

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