A Film Queen

Chapter 134 The Mysterious Person Jonathan held the sachet tight, his excitement palpable as a surge of joy compelled him to admire it over and over.

"Did you do the embroidery yourself?" he asked.

With a modest yet confident smile, Milly nodded. "Yes, I did. I realised it was your birthday and quickly got the materials last night to make it." Milly's embroidery skills were anything but ordinary.

In her past life, the woman who ran the orphanage cfrom a line of palace embroiderers, meaning she had exceptional embroidery skills, Growing up under her influence and being a favourite, she learned many secretive and intricate embroidery techniques, Therefore, her embroidery was truly unique and sure to please him.

However, after Jonathan inspected it, he commented with a hint of disdain, "Hmph, it's pretty average. If you hadn't toldit was a magpie, I would've thought it was a sparrow." Milly was taken aback, unsure if he was serious or just teasing her.

"If you don't want it, just give it back to me, Milly said, her face cooling as she reached for the sachet.

However, Jonathan raised his hand to stop her, and said with a frown, "No, once a gift is given, there's not taking it back." Milly fought the urge to roll her eyes.

Didn't he say that it's ugly? Jonathan then fixed her with a serious look. "Is this sachet only for me? Did Jordan and the others get one, too?" he asked pointedly.

He continued, a bit bitterly, "No need to answer. You must've made them one too. You're close to them, and they're impressive. How could they be left out?" Milly could not believe these harsh words were coming from her own brother.

Why was he behaving like this? She sighed softly. People say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, but she felt that the hearts of the Burnett men were just as inscrutable.

"I didn't make one for them, It's not their birthdays, so you're the only one who got one," she explained. Jonathan's eyes sparkled with joy and excitement, his face breaking into a wide, genuine smile.

"At least you have a bit of conscience," he remarked, still smiling.

Milly just looked at him, speechless.

Meanwhile, Clark watched Jonathan return to the set, noticeably uplifted, and was quite surprised.

He had expected Jonathan to be downcast after spending the day filming with Oliver, but instead, Jonathan. seemed positively buoyant.

Had they made up? Seeing Jonathan glowing with happiness, Clark had to ask, "Did something good happen?" Jonathan's grin widened. “How did you know something good happened?” he replied, still beaming. The corner of Clark's lips twitched.

Jonathan's happiness was unmistakable as he practically radiated joy.

Approaching Clark with eagerness, he held up the sachet. “Notice anything different abouttoday?" Clark took a moment to look at the sachet and commented, "Oh, is that a new sachet? It looks lovely." Jonathan scoffed at the remark. "New? Don't insult my sachet by calling it just new. It's filled with cassia seeds for better sleep. Can something store-bought be this thoughtful? This is unique, made just for me!" He put special emphasis on "unique, puffing up with pride like a peacock.

Clark quickly caught on that it was not a store-bought item-it must be a gift.

Today's live recording had only six attendees, and he did not get along with Oliver at all. If this were from Oliver, he would be so mad he would storm right off, not treasuring it like he was now.

Neal was out of the question too, given their minimal contact, That left three possibilities-all women.

Suddenly, it clicked. Stephanie, the apparent heiress of the Burnetts and Jonathan's sister, was known to be doted on by her family.

"Is this from your sister?" Clark guessed.

Jonathan hesitated briefly before responding vaguely, "Yes." It seemed that despite any past tensions, Jonathan was choosing to acknowledge and appreciate Milly's gesture, recognising her as his sister-albeit reluctantly.

Reluctantly, not willingly, mind you! Hmph.

Clark saw how happy Jonathan was and decided not to push further. After all, the gift was from his sister, not sromantic interest-nothing scandalous there.

However, he was about to be proven wrong.

As Clark was wrapping up and hurrying back, his phone buzzed repeatedly in his pocket.

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A bad feeling washed over him, reminiscent of the last tJonathan and Oliver had hurled insults at each other across social media, causing chaos for a whole week. No PR efforts could contain it, and they nearly faced a backlash from the online community. This time...

Nervously, he sat down on a sofa, pulled out a bottle of water and an heart pill, and set his phone to the emergency call screen before he dared to open Twitter. He had underestimated Jonathan. In just a minute and a half, the guy had blasted out fifteen tweets! "Happy Birthday!' "Today's most special gift. ' This isn't just any sachet; it's filled with cassia seeds and uniquely designed to help with sleep. ' "Honestly, I wasn't keen on taking it, but I had to accept it to avoid making my sister cry. Oh, the struggles of being an older brother.

Clark just stared at his phone, speechless.

Was all this fuss really necessary over just a sachet? Did he need to tweet so many times?

Luckily, his fans seemed to lap it up, showering the posts with praisem Since the sachet was from his sister, they even complimented her embroidery skills. Jonathan was all too happy to 'like' every comment that lauded his sister's craftsmanship.

Ah, you all have great taste! Just then, a "ding" from his phone signalled a new message, and he tapped to open it.

"Who did the embroidery on the sachet you shared? "Can you givetheir contact info?"