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.

and not letting him go?

I have a

never actually been drunk before and had no

The

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

Impossible!

threw up just being near them. Milly had shown him a lot of respect by not throwing up

gallery, and said, “I knew you’d deny it when you woke up, so I purposely

the

screen showed a clear

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

pull away. However, she widened her grew more agitated. She

can’t leave. Don’t abandon me.

someone looking at

really me, the one that crying so

I the shameless person who clung

her meaningfully. He asked, “You have anything

video evidence was irrefutable. She had no choice

that she wanted to dig a hole

I always knew Mr. Tate was a

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

This is so humiliating!

any way

this video have to be in George’s hands? After she had

George didn’t directly respond. Instead, he stood up and headed for the door. His tone was vague. “Let’s eat first. We’ll talk about

grumbled silently,

would never touch

allow these evil capitalists another onnortunity to

108 The Evil

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