A Film Queen

Chapter 108 The Evil Capitalist

Listening to the flattery on the video conference, which was completely out of context, made Milly’s nerves completely collapse. Her face turned bright red as she buried herself in her bed like an ostrich, hiding her head under the pillow.

This is too embarrassing!

It’s more embarrassing than forgetting to zip up my pants at a concert!

George chuckled as he watched her bury her head in the pillow. He worried she might suffocate and quickly ended the video conference. George said, “Alright, that’s all for the meeting. Report the details to my assistant, Mr. Jarvis,”

After he closed the tablet, he walked over to the bed, saying, “The meeting’s over. You can get up now.”

Milly peeked out in grievance. After she confirmed the tablet was indeed closed, she looked at him with a mix of frustration and embarrassment,

“Why didn’t you

Ime you were in a meeting? I made a fool of myself because of you.”

This was the first time Milly showed such a vulnerable side in front of him, and George found it adorable. He liked this side of her–playful and sweet.

“I didn’t expect you to wake up so early. It won’t happen again,” George explained earnestly.

“There won’t be a next time!” Milly huffed angrily. She glared at him and commanded, “Now get out of my room. I need to change!”

George didn’t move. He kindly reminded her, “Are you sure this is your room?”

Milly glanced around. She was about to say something when she froze..

This… really isn’t my room.

Although Jordan had booked me a nice hotel suite but it wasn’t this luxurious. There aren’t any large floor–to–ceiling windows or a lavish outdoor pool on the balcony.

“You got drunk last night and wouldn’t let me leave, so I had to bring you back to my place, George explained, seeing her shock.

Upon hearing this, Milly scowled, attempting to recall the details.

Drunk?

It seemed plausible.

not letting him go? I

you lying? I have a reputation for handling

this, because she had never actually been drunk before and had no idea what she was

The Evil

without knowing it, she was sure it couldn’t be as dramatic as he described. Clinging to his sleeve and not

Impossible!

ill around men and nearly threw up just being near them. Milly had shown him a lot of respect by not throwing up directly in his

reaction. He pulled our his phone, opened the gallery, and said, “I knew you’d deny it when you woke up, so I purposely

the word

showed a

She was sitting upright on the bed and tightly gripping George’s sleeve. She looked at him tearfully and pleaded, “You can’t leave.

tried to pull away. However, she widened her grew more agitated. She stood up, clutching his sleeve even tighter as tears streamed

Don’t abandon

like someone looking at a heartless

stunned. Was that really me,

person

and looked at her meaningfully. He asked, “You have anything

She had no choice

feeling so embarrassed that she

always knew Mr. Tate was a gentleman.

like me. Could you delete the video? After all, I’m a

This is so humiliating!

think of any way to resolve the

fall in anybody’s hands; why did this video have to be in George’s hands? After she had been so mean to him,

stood up and headed for the door. His tone was vague. “Let’s eat first. We’ll talk about it

silently, “You’re

she would never touch alcohol

evil capitalists another onnortunity to

The

delivered them a light breakfast. After a hangover, her stomach felt like