A Film Queen

Chapter 106 The Mushroom Blooms

The sudden appearance of the Shadow Palace at the gala dinner in Halturia was definitely suspicious.

Oliver also figured this out naturally. He asked, “What do you need me to do?”

Leon replied, “It’s simple. King and I will attend the gala dinner. You’d be there, too, but pretend not to know us. Act accordingly when the time comes.”

“Got it.”

They had completed many missions together, so there was a basic level of tacit understanding among them. According to Leon’s message, Oliver could roughly guess his plan.

Given the strict control over firearms in Halturia, they couldn’t afford to openly use firearms, or it would cause them trouble. The Shadow Palace was no exception.

Thus, the only viable option was to solve the problem with money.

Meanwhile…

George carried Milly to his presidential suite.

The Tate Group owned this hotel. As per protocol, a presidential suite was always reserved for George in case he needed a place to stay during inspections.

He had a severe obsession with cleanliness, so he regularly cleaned and disinfected the suite to ensure it was ready for his arrival.

As he was about to use his fingerprint to open the door, the drunken Milly in his arms suddenly lifted her head. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him and asked, “Who… who are you?”

George smiled and was clearly in a good mood. He looked at her and asked, “Who do you think I am?”

Milly’s head was foggy. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make out his face.

Hmm, who is he?

“I don’t know who you are,” she said sincerely, leaving George with nothing to argue against.

“It’s okay if you don’t know now. You’ll figure it

her head, making her look

her on the sofa and gently instructed, “Sit here and stay put. I’ll get you some tea to

Milly nodded stupidly.

“Good girl”

The Mushroom

Where are you,

broke into a cold sweat. They were on the 21st floor! What if the little drunk climbed out

to see no signs of anyone touching the

plant in the corner of the living

Her eyes were misty, and

intending to carry her back to the sofa. However, she

a mushroom; I’m blooming. You can’t pick

George was puzzled. Haha!

her serious demeanour.

watch her act like a mushroom all day

the fine sweat on her forehead. George said. “Even mushrooms need water and fertiliser

cue, Milly’s stomach growled. She had spent

she was just drunk. Hearing that there was food, she

was efficient, and in no

though she was starving and in a drunken state. She took her time with each bite, like a

truth;

little drunk carefully wrapping a meatball in a napkin after eating one and slipping it into their pocket. They repeated this process with shrimp, eating one and

watch any longer. He grabbed her wrist and asked with a frown, “What are you doing? Just eat your food. Why are

grievance as she explained, “I… I want to take

“Chewy?”

earnestly. “Yes, Chewy. Chewy is my

They call me a b*stard without parents, throw stones at me, crush the flower baskets I painstakingly weave, and lock me in a dark room

very obedient and bites those who bully me, so I want to bring

The Mushroom

a aukin

twist painfully; even