A Film Queen

Chapter 103 Possessiveness.

When George’s attitude softened, Alan relaxed quite a bit during the second half of the dinner. He even enthusiastically produced a bottle of imported liquor, starting to praise himself.

“Mr. Tate, your visit today truly brings honour to our production team! This bottle was a gift from an actor in the past, and I’ve been saving it for a special occasion. Tonight, we’ll open it to welcome you.

“I hope Mr. Tate will keep me in mind for future projects. I have many good scripts waiting to be filmed.”

Without sponsorship and investment, even the best scripts were just a pile of wasted paper.

Alan seized the opportunity to curry favour with George, hoping this might secure investment for the next project.

Just as he was about to pour the liquor for George, he remembered George’s infamous cleanliness obsession and awkwardly stopped.

“Milly, why don’t you fill Mr. Tate’s glass?”

He didn’t want to risk angering George again after finally calming him down.

Since Milly had served George food earlier and he had eaten it without expression, pouring a drink should be fine too.

Milly’s eyes lit up. She eagerly took the bottle with both hands and agreed, “Alright, Mr. Hawkins.”

She had been eyeing this bottle all evening, practically salivating over it. She thought she wouldn’t get to taste it tonight, so this sudden opportunity thrilled her.

In her past life, she was a lover of fine wines, often spending entire days enjoying good drinks alone in her

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She had been eyeing this bottle all night, drawn by its colour and aroma, and especially since she had never tasted this particular one, she was even more tempted.

Now, given the chance, she was overjoyed.

fill his glass without expression, but when she moved to pour another glass

and grabbed the bottle mid–air. His voice was cold

Milly was speechless.

close to pouring it into my

Milly, you’re still young.

shot a fierce glare at the man blocking her. Seething as she grinded

a painfully fake smile, sincerely addressing Alan, and said, “Mr. Hawkins, Mr.

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my gratitude.”

raised an eyebrow. To

like a little hedgehog, baring her teeth and looking ready to attack–hardly the image of

react, Milly had

dry lips and held the full glass of wine in front of George. She smiled brightly and said, “Mr. Tate, this toast is for

Haha!

George chuckled softly.

her claim to toast him, the little hedgehog’s eyes remained fixed on the wine glass, almost bursting

What a little ingrate!

quickly take the

Such a cute little

hers. His voice was low and

already tilted her head back and downed the whole

down her throat, and the rich aroma spread through her mouth, bringing a rush

so long since she had tasted such fine wine. Milly couldn’t find another word to describe

reached for the bottle to pour another glass, a hand

looked at the culprit. She puffed her cheeks

the culprit showed no mercy, placing the bottle far out of

handle my liquor.

tea in front of her.

some tea

that he had taken herwine. When she turned her head away and opened her mouth,