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.”

he grinned. Unable to hold it back, he reached

collectively at the

and this

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

Slap me! I think I’m

My Brother

freak who washed his hands ten

Danny was equally perplexed.

“Mr. William, I feel like

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

Inside the car.

scrutinized Milly from head to toe. He leaning in closer and asking in a low voice, “What’s your

Milly replied coldly, “None.”

there be no relationship between you two? I saw him touch your hair! Oh, I get it

to himself, muttering, “Humph! As expected, he’s

William’s animosity

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

he uttered, the atmosphere

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

trying to get himself into

ill of Mr. Tate in his presence and complained so loudly

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

his

completely ignored his previous suspicions that Milley had

his eyes as

Milly. She furrowed her brows as she sensed

continued to express his frustrations agitatedly, “You have no idea. Those people only know how to flatter George. They never dare to speak the truth. Only you are willing to

unsure what

My Brother Is

Something still felt off!