A Film Queen

A Film Queen of Two Worlds Chapter 98 The Wound on Her Lips Finished Hearing Milly's cry of pain, Joy jumped in surprise. She quickly asked, "What's wrong. Boss? Is the water. too warm? But you've just been rescued; drinking swarm water will help. When you sweat, it'll drive away the cold." Milly licked the stinging corner of her lips. She was contemplating the cause of her pain.

The memory of when she almost drowned suddenly flooded back.

A man in white attire had jumped into the water and rescued her like a deity. He held her tightly in a possessive grip. His large hands encircled her waist, making it impossible for her to move. His desire was evident, and his strength was so overpowering that it seemed he wanted to merge her into his body.

As for the wound on her lips.

It seemed she had clung to his neck to get oxygen and forcibly took it away from his mouth.

Who was the man who saved her? Her whole body shivered as she thought back.

Relying on her memory. Milly quickly looked around.

Out of all the individuals dressed in white on the set, only one had wet clothes, suggesting that he had jumped into the water to rescue someone. Neal was the person sitting next to Stephanie! Milly's expression froze, disbelief filling her eyes. Her facial muscles were twitching, and her stomach churned with nausea.

Was Neal the one who saved her? And the one who kissed her to give her air was also Neal? With Milly's face growing paler, Joy worriedly asked, "Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell? Should I call the doctor to check on you again?" She got up and was ready to get the doctor for Milly.

Milly quickly stopped her. Her complexion was still pallid. She said, "Don't bother! I'm fine. I just feel a bit... sick!" It was odd. When he gave her air, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. In fact, she wanted to get closer to him, driven by her desires.

Now, when she believed that Neal was her saviour, she felt an overwhelming urge to vomit. This physiological repulsion was uncontrollable.

Fortunately, with things in such disarray, the filming had to stop. Alan waved them off before changing back at the hotel. They cancelled the night scene and decided to gather for dinner instead.

The atmosphere was tense in the luxurious private room of the hotel, where the crews gathered for dinner.

Chapter 98 The Wound on Her Lips) table, the sound evoking his irritation.

Finished Alan sat to his right. The years he had spent in the entertainment industry were not enough for him to decipher the thoughts of the imposing figure before him. He kept wiping the sweat off his bald head with a napkin.

Neal, now in dry clothes, sat on George's left. It was a seat specially arranged by the directors. Though Neal wasn't the lead actor, George had cto visit him, so showing their respect was due.

The seat next to Neal was empty, as Milly hadn't arrived yet.

Oliver was the only one unaffected by the tense atmosphere next to the empty seat. He lounged with his legs crossed, his fingers gliding over his phone screen, rapidly sending messages to an unknown recipient. Further down were Michelle, Stephanie, and the other supporting actors.

All the dishes were served, but George still hadn't touched his food. No one dared to make a move either. The atmosphere turned even more oppressive, and everyone was afraid to make any sudden moves.

Alan wiped his forehead again. He gave Neal a look and urged him to speak to George. However, Neal was too scared to even look up at George.

Just as Alan was about to take matters into his own hands, a graceful figure stood up, holding a glass of wine, and approached George with a shy smile.

"George, long tno see. The other day, Grandpa was talking about you. He said he misses you and hopes you could visit him." Her familiar tone drew everyone's attention in the room.

Alan's eyes widened, and he asked, "Stephanie, do you know Mr. Tate?" Stephanie lowered her eyes and said with a shy smile, "Yes, our grandfathers were comrades in arms and very close. Our families go way back, and we grew up together." The implication behind her words was clear.

She almost said it outright that she had a good relationship with the Tates.

Alan had picked up the hint. He quickly started to flatter her, saying, "Hahaha, turns out we're all one big family! Hahaha." Others began to chin, "Yes, yes, Stephanie and Mr. Tate seem very close." "Indeed, Mr. Tate has probably travelled all the way here to visit Stephanie." "What a perfect match they are.

"Exactly! You're right!" The flattery grew more absurd.

Sitting nearby Danny's eyebrows shot un in irritation ☐,65% Chapter 98 The Wound on Her Lips Finished Nonsense! The flattery was increasingly misguided. No one knew better than him how much his boss. disliked Stephanie.

Stephanie would have long since vanished from this world if not for the Burnetts' influence.

Sure enough, a glance at George's face showed it had darkened ominously, as if he were ready ton explode. Driven by a strong survival instinct, Danny quickly clarified, "Everyone, I hope you won't misunderstand. Mr. Tate already has a fiancée." The flattery instantly turned into awkward silence. The flatterers wished they could slap themselves. Stephanie's expression was the most awkward. She was torn, standing there, unsure whether to sit or leave. When George heard this, his grim expression lifted and started to soften. He even responded with a faint grunt.

Alan sensibly changed the subject, om.

a saying, "So, Mr. Tate has a fiancée? We were unaware She must be a beautre rare rare beauty. When the tcomes, we'll celebrate and drink on that joyous occasion. Hahaha!" A joyous occasion? With Milly? The thought brought a smile to George's face, something he found quite pleasant.

When Stephanie saw this, she bit her lip in frustration and gripped her glass tightly. Why? had been part of the Burnetts for years and was the acknowledged eldest daughter. If there's an engagement, it should be with me, right? Shouldn't I be his fiancée instead? Who does Milly think she is? How could that b*tch compete withfor a man? 20