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…”

and praises of the young girls, and a smile crept

different from the majority

the flowers, and

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

was even more certain it was from Evander after

felt something warm seep into her heart, taking

next few days, Angeline never visited Floretta in the hospital

to pick her up. Although the little

car and

soon as Francesca opened the door to welcome them, Floretta noticed a tiny mound of gifts stacked up

discharged from

her to the gifts. She picked up a doll and said with a warm smile, “These are the toys I bought for you, and there are many more. See if there’s anything

any interest, she put

no longer a three-year-old child, Ms. Sherrock. I’ve long

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

in a

kindergarten teacher taught us that children should be honest.

she heard that from

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

be sorry, brat, when I marry into

Ding dong!

Francesca hurriedly

home?” A pleasant female voice

look at the visitor and broke into a joyful smile

Ms. Nancy? Did

you so smart,

and tapped the little 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

with the food

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

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

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

come

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255