A Film Queen

Chapter 14 My Brother Is a Dictator

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Milly raised her head slowly and locked eyes with a pair of smiling eyes. The owner of those eyes had one hand casually tucked in his pocket, his movements relaxed yet dignified. The evening sunlight seemed to envelop him in a golden glow, making him stand out.

George stood in front of her and smiled warmly. “Miss Burnett, do I have the honor of inviting you to my house as a guest?”

Milly sidestepped him straightforwardly, her tone icy as she said, “No, you wouldn’t have the honor.”

Where was I with the poem?

The water was serene. I make a toast to the guest and recite a poem about the moon.

A girl with fluffy hair hung her head low and walked past him. She was so adorable that George was tempted to reach out and pet her.

George clenched his fist and suppressed the urge. The little hedgehog before him was now bristling with spines. Provoking her would lead to more than just a prick.

“Grandpa wanted to discuss the childhood betrothal with you. It was just a bet, not a serious commitment. If you truly didn’t want to attend, it’s okay to keep our relationship as it is for now.”

George’s voice carried a tinge of regret.

Milly halted in her tracks. She turned and looked at him in disbelief, asking, “Are you serious?”

George smiled, and the joy danced in his eyes. He said, “I always keep my word.”

Milly narrowed her eyes and scrutinized this man. His eyes held nothing but honesty.

While the Tates were prestigious and aligning with them would secure her future, it wasn’t something she wanted.

She preferred to earn what was rightfully hers through hard work. What she achieved on her own would truly belong to her and be untouchable by anyone.

If Andrew came to his senses and annulled the previous agreement, calling off her marriage with George, it might not be a bad idea to visit his house.

Milly agreed, “Very well.”

stoic expression softened and he grinned. Unable to hold it back, he reached out and tousled her hair gently.

gasped collectively at the

the Tates and this girl? Why was he

the car. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He didn’t notice when his backpack slipped

me! I think

Brother is

his hands ten times after touching a file,

Danny was equally perplexed.

temples, he said. “Mr. William, I feel

Milly, who was in the middle of it, took a step back. She glared at George with hostility and wished she

Inside the car.

Milly from head to toe. He leaning in closer and

Milly replied coldly, “None.”

unconvinced; he pressed, “How can there be no relationship between you two? I saw him touch your hair! Oh, I get it now. Did he ask you to transfer to Class A to keep

nodded to himself, muttering, “Humph!

dictator?” William’s

he forbids me from playing. He insisted on me finishing school and taking over the company. Isn’t that crushing my dreams

he uttered, the atmosphere in

the passenger seat, Danny was nervous. He glanced at George, who looked grim,

William trying to get himself

Tate in his presence and

at George, who was resting with his eyes closed. She thought. about his series of cunning maneuvers and nodded in

upon hearing her support his viewpoint, as if he had found an

previous suspicions

resist the urge to reach out and hold Milly’s hand. Tears welled up in his eyes as he said, “I never expected you

She furrowed her brows

idea. Those people only know how to flatter George. They never dare to speak the truth.

unsure what

Brother Is

Something still felt off!