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 a smile crept

from the majority of women who enjoyed receiving

returning to the lounge, she specifically found a vase for the flowers, and while she was misting them, she unexpectedly found a card tucked

had a pleasant flowery scent to it, she found

even more certain it

as she felt something warm seep into her heart, taking away the frustrations and fatigue of the

few days, Angeline never visited Floretta

the hospital, both Evander and Olivine came to pick her up. Although the little girl spent

she got into the car and returned to the

door to welcome them, Floretta noticed a tiny mound of gifts stacked up

getting discharged

a warm smile, “These are the toys I bought for you, and there

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

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

face. Damn it! This brat is so hard to

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

us that children should be honest. If

breath when she heard that from

turned red in anger. She forced out a stiff

brat, when I marry into the

Ding dong!

Francesca hurriedly ran over to open the

this Floretta’s home?” A pleasant

into a joyful smile as she ran toward the woman with her

brings you here, Ms. Nancy? Did

you so

nose before taking out a thermal food jar from behind her. “Your Angel got up early this morning to

the food

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

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

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

she doesn’t even have time to rest. If I hadn’t stopped her, she would’ve come to pick up Floretta,” Nancy

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