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…”

from the teasing and praises of the young girls, and a smile crept up

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

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

more certain it was from Evander

felt something warm seep into her

Floretta in

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 no sign of the familiar

got into the car

noticed a tiny

on getting discharged from

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

showing any interest, she put on a look of disgust on her

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

face. Damn it!

admonished in a

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

her breath when she heard that from

the other hand, Olivine’s face turned red in anger. She forced out a stiff smile and uttered graciously, “It’s fine. It’s merely

sorry, brat, when I marry into the Golding

Ding dong!

rang. Francesca hurriedly ran over

Floretta’s home?” A pleasant female

to look at the visitor and broke into a joyful smile as she ran toward the woman with

brings you here, Ms. Nancy? Did Angel tell

are you so smart,

food jar from behind her. “Your Angel got up early this morning to make you

kitchen with the food jar in her arms after letting out an exclamation

rose to her feet. Her expression

Evander, “Mr. Golding, Angeline has been busy with filming recently, so she asked me to deliver it on

in the dining room and did not stop her. Instead, he approached Nancy, looked down at her, and asked,

come to pick up Floretta,” Nancy said truthfully as she stretched out her hand and fanned the hot air in

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