A Film Queen

Chapter 118 The Wrong Ms Burnett He spun in circles three times and then started laughing, saying, “Haha, patience really does pay off. I suspected she was just putting on a show, completely overestimating her abilities. I was correct!" As he spoke, he excitedly rushed over to Stephanie, snatched the receipt from her hand, and took a glance. Upon seeing what it was, he sneered mockingly, "Ha, a fruit basket and milk tea, huh? Tsk tsk tsk, how stingy." Speaking with contempt, he returned the receipt to Stephanie.

In truth, the number of crew members participating in the shoot wasn't small. If everyone is given gifts, these fruit baskets and milk teas would still cost a considerable amount of money.

Normally, these gifts would have been warmly received. But the issue was that someone had already given. an extravagant gift, making these look cheap in contrast.

Amidst the murmurs, Stephanic clutched the receipt, her expression twisted with frustration and shame.

Just a short while ago, the room was filled with praise and envy, but now it was thick with accusations and mockery.

After the first delivery driver finished bringing in the luxurious goods, he walked over to Stephanie with a grin, "Ms. Burnett, everything has been delivered. I'll be on my way now." Stephanie stayed quiet, her face flushing from pale to red.

A nearby crew member gently reminded the driver, "Excuse me, would you mind verifying the receipt first? Don't sign the wrong name. These items are quite expensive, and it would be troublesif they were delivered to the wrong person." As those words hung in the air, a palpable tension gripped the surroundings.

The crew, fearing the repercussions of a misdelivery by the driver, understood the weight of their responsibility. After all, the cost of these luxury items equated to several years earnings for the average citizen.

However, what was meant as a simple reminder, when it reached Stephanie, morphed into derision.

With a venomous glare directed towards the crew member, her eyes seemed to be laced with poison.

Moments ago, as they received their luxury goods, each person was as radiant as a blooming flower. But now, faced with a change in circumstances, they swiftly changed sides, truly exemplifying the fickleness of human naturel The crew member, caught in the crossfire of Stephanie's gaze, recoiled in fear, unable to muster another word. After all, he was just an ordinary person, and to the Burnetts, crushing him would be as effortless as squashing an ant.

Luckily, the driver took heed of his words and indeed retrieved the receipt, giving it another once-over.

Stephanie's signature resembled that of a celebrity-artistic, yet hasty and ostentatious, rendering it nearly illegible.

Burnett had no choice but to approach Stephanie with the receipt in hand, smiling as he spoke, "Ms. Burnett, perhaps it's best to avoid cursive writing. I can't read the n'Milly Burnett' you've penned down. If I return with this, the boss will deduct money. How about you givea non-cursive signature instead?" The crowd burst into laughter at the sight.

Among the laughter, Joy, with the most exuberant chuckles, finally released her pent-up frustration.

With a deliberately loud voice, she exclaimed, "Sir, you've got the wrong person! She's not Milly Burnett. This lady over here is the real Milly Burnett." With a pointed finger, she indicated towards Milly seated nearby.

Hmph! Just a moment ago, she was rushing to claim it as a gift for herself, flaunting and mocking us in front of everyone. And now? She's embarrassing herself! She got what she deserved! The driver's eyes widened in alarm, a wave of realisation washing over him as he stared at Stephanie, his gaze heavy with reproach. "What? You're not Ms. Burnett? "If you're not Ms. Burnett, why did you sign it like that? If it weren't for someone's reminder, if this delivery had truly gone awry, with so much money at stake, it could have costmy family's livelihood! How could you be so heartless?" Stephanie's chest heaved with anger, her fury threatening to shatter her teeth.

I endured mocking from the crew, yet why must this unpleasant driver ridicule me? Who does he believe himself to be? After Milly signed the receipt and handed over it to the driver, the driver departed with a lingering sense of dread, casting a scowl at Stephanie before departing.

Observing the entire episode, the helicopter pilots from the FW Helicopter Squadron also witnessed the event unfold. Their commander advanced, approached Milly, and rendered a salute.

"Ms. Burnett, we apologise sincerely for our oversight in mistaking your identity moments ago. Are you available at the moment? We require your fingerprints immediately, Would that be suitable for you?" Before Milly could respond, she was enthusiastically seized by Joy, "Ms. Milly is available. She is extremely available right now!" Milly was speechless.

"Ding! Fingerprint input successful, FW Helicopter is at your service." With the chof the smart device, the fingerprint input confirmed its success.

Abruptly, Isaac pivoted and strode towards Stephanie, his tone icy as he uttered, "Miss, kindly hand back the helicopter key." At that instant, all eyes were drawn to Stephanie, who clutched the gift box enclosing the helicopter key tightly, provoking a derisive response from the bystanders.

Realising the situation, Stephanie promptly handed the box.

Chapter 118 The Wrong Ms Burnett Isaac opened the box and took out the helicopter key adorned with gemstones. He pressed a specific spot within the helicopter cockpit, and a 'ding" resonated, followed by the inscription 'Milly Burnett' emerging on the gemstone.

Observing this spectacle, everyone displayed expressions of profound amazement.

Ah, this is how it's done.

Such remarkable technological advancements indeed.

Isaac passed the key to Milly, remarking, "Ms. Burnett, this key is the unique private key of the Ewm Helicopter Squadron. Activating these twelve helicopters entails a two-step process: utilising the key and employing the fingerprint, both are indispensable. "Finally, the FW Helicopter Squadron will serve only you. Salute!” With a profound and dignified directive, those behind him also rendered a salute in perfect unison.

They are distinguished and well-organised.

Despite Oliver's prior experience flying helicopters during missions, he had never encountered such om advanced technology in helicopters. His gaze brightened, and he approached Milly, requesting. "Ms. Milly, I'm eager to test out this high-tech helicopter. Would you allowto take it for a spin?" Beside her. Joy also gazed at her with gleaming eyes. "Boss, I'm keen to take flight too. I've never had the chance to ride in a helicopter before." Milly remained silent, contemplating her response.

Do they think this is ssort of amusement park or something? Rubbing her forehead, Milly remarked, 'Let's complete the shooting first, and afterwards, we can take a few rounds in the air." "Sure!" the duo readily concurred.

The others nearby, due to their less favourable relationship with Milly, could only envy them, and the glances they directed at Stephanie seemed somewhat altered.

Surrounded by piercing stares, Stephanie felt her fingers digging fiercely into her palm, her face contorted in anger as she stood motionless, glaring fiercely at the smiling Milly.

It's all because of Milly! Absolutely, it was all orchestrated by her!

If it weren't for her, how could I have received the wrong gift? If it weren't for her, how could IXave faced such humiliation in front of everyone? It's all her doing, she's manipulatingfor her own benefit.