A Film Queen

Chapter 356

Milly squinted her eyes, looking around with lazy curiosity, her lips slightly open. “I'm getting pretty bored,

Raiden. How about a dance? Wouldn't mind that at all.”

Raiden couldn't help but feel a shiver down his spine, realising Milly, the sect leader, might actually be putting

him to the test. He felt a sudden fear that made his legs feel like jelly. “Master, no worries, I'll round up some

young performers for you. Trust me, we've got sreal charmers!”

Anxious that Milly might make a rash decision, he quickly gave a sign to one of his guys, who caught on fast and

dashed off to make it happen.

Soon after, six or seven good-looking young men, bare-chested, trailed in behind him.

They exuded an appealing charm, standing attentively as if poised for action.

Raiden walked up to Milly with a smile and said, “Master, we've chosen these guys for you. Not only do they look

great, but they're also fit. And the best part? They're all really cooperative!”

Milly's eyebrows knitted together while she watched the group, unable to hide her disapproval.

These guys could be the main attraction in any show, yet here they stood.

A hint of desperation reached her; if she wasn’t so focused on keeping up her act as the sect leader, she'd

probably feel the urge to give them a heads-up about trying too hard.

Raiden quickly explained, “These are professional male masseurs our members found outside. We often feel

exhausted after work, so we brought them in for foot massages. Rest assured, Master, this is above board, and

we compensate them fairly!”

To put her at ease, he gave the group of young guys a stern look. “We do pay you, right?”

The young guys shrank back, their eyes showing fear, highlighting how scared they were. “Yeah, yeah, we get

paid.”

Raiden beamed with pride, “Master, I'm being honest. Even though our Ghost Sect usually operates secretly, we

always handle our business with integrity!”

Milly looked at the nervous massage therapist and then at the confident Raiden.

Even though it might not look right, something about that transaction seemed off.

Then, it hit her, “Why are all the massage therapists guys?”

Raiden laughed, “Oh, we've got women therapists too. We just thought you'd like a male therapist, so we picked

a couple of good-looking ones for you.”

“Women therapists?” Milly was curious. “Where are they?”

Raiden paused momentarily before admitting, “They're over in the warehouse next door.”

“Get them over here.” She really should've thought about this sooner. There'd be female therapists if male

massage therapists were a thing.

Given her skills, she was worried about getting caught, not to mention how freaked out the young ladies would

probably be. Women are already in a tough spot, and any wrong move could worsen things.

Raiden couldn't figure out why the boss suddenly wanted female massage therapists. Still, he saw that serious

look on her face and quickly got someone on it.

In just a few moments, about a dozen young women lined up in front of Milly, looking scared and pretty shaken

up. They seemed to be in their twenties, all wearing what you'd typically expect a massage therapist to wear,

and their faces were a mix of anxiety and fear. “Hello, Miss.”

Notably, men and even Milly felt a rush of emotion hearing the title “Miss,” as if her instinct to protect them had

just kicked into high gear.

Officially, she was just eighteen, a couple of years younger than those standing before her. Yet, Milly couldn't

help but feel a bit older, not minding being called “Miss.”

“Cough...”

Milly checked out the girls below, casually swinging her feet off the table and softened her voice, “Hey, what's

your name?”

The girls picked up on her more calm demeanour, slowly letting their guard down and started to introduce

themselves:

“Miss, I'm Fanny”

“Miss, I'm Leila”

“Miss, I'm Melanie”

Pretty soon, over a dozen girls had shared their names, and their gentle voices brightened Milly’s mood. “Ah,

such beautiful names, really. Don’t stress, everyone. We're all friends here, excellent friends. I'll ensure we all

head back safely when daylight.”

The girls felt relief wash over them when they heard her words. It was clear from their experience that the

woman they were dealing with was something special. She carried herself with elegance and authority that

naturally drew respect from those around her. They'd be in good hands if they did an excellent job for her.

With that realisation, they didn’t waste any tgetting close to her, offering shoulder massages, bringing her

tea, and a few of them even playfully sat on Milly’s lap and cuddled into her neck.

“Miss, | caught wind of something about you liking dance performances. | can do a pole dance and am pretty

flexible, too. What do you say, Miss? Should | show you?” Melanie, the one who'd introduced herself before,

asked teasingly.

Fanny gently massaged Milly’s shoulders and couldn't wait to share her talent, “Miss, did you know | play the

violin? | actually won first prize at the provincial level for my violin skills. Would it make you happy to hear me

play, Miss?”

“Miss, | can play the piano.”

“Miss, | can belly dance.”

“Miss...

At that moment, Milly felt as if she were in paradise, surrounded by gentle and fragrant women calling out to her

in soft voices. She finally understood why ancient emperors were often neglectful of their duties.

If she were the emperor, she wouldn't attend morning court sessions either!