A Film Queen

Chapter 75 A Storm is Coming

It was only then that Milly noticed the two men lounging on the sofa.

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The guy on the left sported frameless gold wire glasses, a long chain trailing behind his ears, accentuating his sharp jawline. His eyes, which had been smiling, turned calm as soon as they locked with hers.

If the guy on the left could be called exquisite, then the man on the right was nothing short of extraordinary.

With eyes curving upwards, amber irises, and lips the color of roses, his body proportions were impeccably balanced, resembling a meticulously crafted doll in a posh boutique display.

Milly recognized him immediately; he was a frequent sight on billboards, the popular young actor, Jonathan.

As for the man with glasses, he was none other than Xavier, the fourth brother, currently a nationally renowned scientist at the research institute.

While she observed them, they were also sizing her up.

Well, it wasn’t just mere observation; their scrutinizing gazes were tinged with resistance.

Milly was certain they harbored no fondness for her.

The exquisitely handsome man was the first to speak. “No matter how packed my schedule is, I had to swing by to see Stephanie for her college entrance exam. She’s our little princess, and I can’t have certain individuals taking advantage of her.”

Milly arched an eyebrow casually.

Was he saying this with her in mind?

He was telling her not to get caught up in pointless competition; Stephanie had always been the family darling, a pedestal she could never quite reach, a position not even her influence could shake.

As soon as Stephanie heard those words, her chin lifted a notch, casting a haughty glance at Milly as if she’d already won.

thought

was crystal clear to Milly, and Anthony caught on too, his eyes

even address Jonathan

Jonathan brushed off the threat, lounging against the sofa with crossed arms, meeting Anthony’s gaze head–on. “I’m just saying,

hand had already gripped Jonathan’s collar, anger reddening his eyes. “Say that again if

Persian cat, but his words were devoid of warmth. “I could say

A Storm

“You jerk!”

teach him a lesson. But before it could connect, a strong hand grabbed

two. Stop

bristling. Tartly, he said, “Fighting? This b*stard started it, Xavier. Didn’t you hear him? I’m going to teach him a hard

being reborn, he still struggled to rein in his temper, often

Is it really worth fighting over something so trivial? What kind

anger. “You guys have no idea

or anything, yet you came biting my head off like some sort of revenant. We should be the ones

“Mr. Jonathan!”

“What do you want?”

Xavier’s hand ascended in exasperation, meeting their heads with a resounding

swiftly

fact well known to all. Any hint of discord reaching his ears promised consequences far beyond mere

been restored, Xavier’s gaze then settled on Milly, a soft smile gracing his features as he

glasses obscured the

with Jonathan, Xavier had maintained a distant demeanor, intervening

a palpable bias, leaving

sentiments.

that she, in turn,

air of a corporate negotiation, a chilly discomfort settling between

pleasure, seized the opportunity to assert her

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