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 young girls, and

from the majority of women who enjoyed receiving

flowers, and

a pleasant flowery scent to it, she found that it was vigorously scrawled with the following

it was from Evander after reading

lips as she felt something warm seep into her heart, taking away

visited Floretta

day Floretta was discharged from the hospital, both Evander and Olivine came to pick her up. Although the little girl spent a long time scanning the entrance, there was

she got into the car and

them, Floretta noticed a tiny mound of gifts

on getting discharged

up a doll and said with a warm smile, “These are

of showing any interest, she put

Ms. Sherrock. I’ve

over Olivine’s face. Damn it! This

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

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

breath when she heard that from where she

hand, Olivine’s face turned red in anger. She forced out a

brat, when I marry

Ding dong!

rang. Francesca hurriedly

is this Floretta’s home?” A pleasant female

joyful smile

you here, Ms. Nancy? Did

are you so

the little girl’s nose before taking out a thermal food jar from behind her. “Your Angel got up early this morning to make

the food

to her feet. Her expression gradually became serious as she stared at Evander and Olivine

has been busy with filming recently, so she asked me to

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

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 in front of her

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