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.

clinging to him and not letting him

you lying? I have a reputation for handling my

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

The

dramatic as he described. Clinging to his sleeve and not

Impossible!

near them. Milly had shown him a lot of respect by not throwing

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

the word

phone screen showed

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

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

abandon

gaze was like someone looking at a

Was that really me, the one

the shameless person who clung to

phone and looked at her meaningfully. He asked, “You

evidence was irrefutable. She had no choice but to

so embarrassed that she wanted to dig

I always knew Mr. Tate was a gentleman. You see, I guessed it

so magnanimous. Don’t hold it against a drunkard like me. Could you delete the video? After all, I’m a public figure.

This is so humiliating!

think of any

in George’s hands? After she had been so mean to him, this man finally had leverage against

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

grumbled silently, “You’re

would never

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light breakfast. After a hangover, her stomach felt like it was