A Film Queen

A Film Queen of Two Worlds

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Chapter 175 The Cunning Man Feigns Pity

George stood up, his shirt dishevelled with two buttons mysteriously popped open, revealing his bloody. skin beneath.

“Danny, you should go. I can handle the medication myself; no need to trouble anyone else.”

After saying that, he cast a glance at Milly. There was a faint grievance hidden in that glance.

Milly was speechless.

She didn’t know whether it was because of the illumination, but George’s face appeared pallid, and his steps were unsteady.

Milly was stunned for a moment. Did I overlook his condition earlier? I remember that his injuries were not that serious, but now he looks critically ill.

On the other hand, Danny nodded quickly upon hearing George’s command. “Yes, Mr. Tate,” he replied.

He immediately bolted from the room, disappearing so fast that Milly didn’t even have any chance to call

him.

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Once Danny left, George didn’t speak anymore. He made his way upstairs while frowning. His face seemed to whiten with every step, likely due to the pain from his injuries.

Milly couldn’t take it any longer. “Um, how about I help you with the medication? You look seriously hurt.”

suddenly felt

George had helped her a lot. He had saved her on set and now offering Apollo to her which he

when it was her turn to repay, she

medicine, I can certainly stop the

turned to face her.

Push myself?

just treated Apollo’s wound, so I’ve got some experience. If your wounds aren’t treated in time, they might

tomorrow.”

George turned around and walked

Milly observed him silently.

but George seemed to walk more briskly

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down and she saw his ghastly pale face, she realised that she was thinking too

the medicine and gauze from the first aid kit. “It may hurt a little. Please

George’s arm, Apollo, sitting nearby, growled fiercely

wrist. “Apollo, calm down.

Apollo couldn’t understand her words, he was perceptive enough

down. Instead, he grew more agitated, his growls escalating.

man before him. He didn’t

hair to calm him. “Be good, Apollo. I will be done

in

a good

them. His expression grew colder as he watched Milly’s hand run through

He’s a real eyesore.

now dark with malice, narrowed. He clenched his fist, causing his partially healed. wound to tear open again and fresh blood dripped onto the white marble coffee

scary.

lot of it flowed on the long–haired carpet

expression unchanged as he continued

the coffee table. She gasped in horror. “Ah!

his eyebrows; his lips were pale. “Maybe it’s deeper than I thought. It’s

gauze and opened the bottle of medicine, her face full

a cotton swab to clean the blood from his hand. Soon, the white swab