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

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

even more certain it was from

seep into

the next few days, Angeline never visited Floretta in the

pick her up. Although the little girl

she got into the car and returned to the

opened the door to welcome them, Floretta noticed a tiny mound of gifts stacked up in the living

getting discharged from the hospital,

a warm smile, “These are the toys I bought

at the pile of toys, and instead of showing any interest, she put

Ms. Sherrock. I’ve long stopped

was written all over Olivine’s face. Damn it!

manners, Floretta,” Evander admonished in a low voice, his

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

she heard that from where she

out a stiff smile and uttered graciously, “It’s fine. It’s merely a

I

Ding dong!

Francesca hurriedly

me, is this Floretta’s home?” A

look at the visitor and broke into a joyful

brings you here, Ms. Nancy? Did Angel

you so smart,

girl’s nose before taking out a thermal food jar from behind her. “Your Angel got up early this morning to make you a nutritious meal and some pastries. Go and

the kitchen with the food jar in her arms after letting out an exclamation

little girl had left did Nancy rose to her feet. Her expression gradually became serious as she stared at Evander and Olivine standing behind

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

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

If I hadn’t stopped her, she would’ve come to

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