A Film Queen

Chapter 158 On the Hunt for the Perfect Match

Suddenly, George made an entrance, looking sharp in a sleek suit, his aura both icy and polished, almost like he’d just stepped off a runway. Trailing behind him was a servant, arms loaded with various things.

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As George walked in, the old man’s face lit up with a smile. Using a cane for support, he stood up welcomed him, “Ah, George, you’ve made it. What’s with all the stuff, though?”

George had brought quite the haul with him, setting up his collection of coffee, cigarettes, alcohol, health supplements, and more in the living room corner, turning it into a mini marketplace.

In response to the old man’s question, George smiled, “I just thought it was the right thing to do, Old Mr. Burnett. I’ve been swamped with work and couldn’t visit earlier. Managed to squeeze in some time today, so here I am to see you.”

Philip, hearing this, let out a laugh. He was obviously touched but kept up a bit of a stern front,

commenting. That explains why Andrew can’t stop singing your praises. Always so thoughtful. Next time, bring yourself; there is no need for all the extras.”

It was clear Philip had a soft spot for George. After all, George, who had been taken in by another family as a kid, was academically brilliant, good–looking, and skilled in multiple areas. His success in managing the Tates and business had made him quite the favourite among the older generations.

Knowing Philip liked things a certain way, George always wanted to make a good impression. “Will do, Grandpa, he complied.

Philip’s smile widened at George’s answer.

“Stephanie, let’s get a cup of coffee for George,” he called out. E

Stephanie, who was nearby, responded with a shy smile and a nod, “Right away?”

composed, George seemed to mesmerize Stephanie with his every move. Despite being around many high achievers and successful

was exactly who she wanted by

playful and sweet smile, Stephanie asked, “George, would you like some espresso or

George surprised her, “Actually,

the Tates weren’t usually fans of milk–based coffee. Had she

answered, “Of course,

was falling for him. The Burnetts, a

their status and genuinely cared for Stephanie was

and the

the Hunt for the Perfect

He casually asked, “George, what’s your age

George replied calmly, “Twenty–three.”

so young anymore,

a

with his prayer beads when he questioned,

Anthony and Jonathan quickly stood

their sleeves and stared down George, their

to confront him if he said anything out of line

his friendly exterior, they knew

two blocking the view, raised his eyebrows, and asked, “What

Anthony were

Milly

a quick excuse: “Grandpa, we just noticed this spot has great

remained silent; so did