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

from the majority of women who

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

more certain it was from Evander

warm seep into her

visited Floretta in

Evander and Olivine came to pick her up. Although the little girl spent a long

she got into the car

Francesca opened the door to welcome them, Floretta noticed a

getting discharged

gifts. She picked up a doll and said with a warm smile,

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

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

all over Olivine’s face. Damn it! This

Evander admonished in

innocently. “But the kindergarten teacher taught us that children should be honest. If I don’t call her

when she heard that

in anger. She forced out a stiff smile and uttered

I marry into the Golding

Ding dong!

rang. Francesca hurriedly ran over

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

into a joyful

you here, Ms. Nancy? Did Angel

are you so smart,

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

the food

little girl had left did Nancy rose to her feet. Her expression gradually became serious as she

been busy with filming recently, so

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

she would’ve come to pick up Floretta,” Nancy said truthfully

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