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…”

the teasing and praises of the young girls, and

majority of

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

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

more certain it was from

something warm seep into her heart, taking away the

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

Although the little girl spent a long time scanning

car and

soon as Francesca opened the door to welcome them, Floretta noticed a tiny

on getting discharged

said with a warm smile, “These are the toys I bought for you,

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

child, Ms. Sherrock. I’ve long

written all over Olivine’s face. Damn it!

admonished in a low

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

she heard that

in anger. She forced out a stiff smile and uttered graciously,

brat, when I marry into

Ding dong!

hurriedly ran over to open

this Floretta’s home?” A pleasant female voice rang

joyful smile as

you here, Ms. Nancy?

are you so

and tapped the little girl’s nose before taking out a thermal food jar from behind her. “Your

the food jar in her arms after

her feet. Her expression gradually became serious as she stared at

Evander, “Mr. Golding, Angeline has been busy

at Floretta’s jubilant figure in the dining room and did not stop her. Instead,

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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