A Film Queen

Chapter 22 5 Matthew

Jordan had no intention of indefinitely imposing his plans on her. He tousled her hair lovingly and assured her. “No need to rush. The company’s in a shaky state right now, and I won’t let you get caught up in that mess just yet. Once I take care of everything, you can take on a figurehead role with an easy job.

“For now, do what makes you happy–acting, studying, whatever you want. I’ve got your back, so there’s nothing to worry about”

Milly asked, Jordan, can I choose not to go?”

Jordan was unwavering. “No.”

He had to be resolute. People outside were gossiping about Milly, mocking her for being overshadowed by

an adopted daughte

Jordan had initially planned to send Stephanie back to her biological parents once they were found, but she had cleverly secured Philip’s support before he could do anything, thwarting his plans.

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He planned to acquire all the shares and transfer them to Milly. He aimed to establish Milly as the true Burnett heiress and silence the critics.

He might not have cared about the rumors, but he heard them all and was affected by them. Anything concerning Milly was noted, and he planned to make them pay back tenfold someday.

Milly sighed in resignation at Jordan’s firm stance.

Why is he assuming that I want to be a CEO? Do I look like I’m driven by money?

Hmm… but I do have a liking for money, after all….

was stuck with him

held onto her sleeve tightly, fearful she would leave if he

was only after his fear subsided and he fell asleep that she quietly opened the door

room was quite a distance from Apollo’s, down a

room, she sensed something

few visitors at this hour, so it shouldn’t have been rented out. Yet, the lights were clearly on

could be in

eyes, grabbed a sturdy stick for

open.

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Creak….

faint sound of the door opening seemed unusually loud in the silent night.

open, a figure lunged at her.

Thud!

“Ouch, that hurts!”

down hard on the intruder’s head, swift and resolute.

Instead of fleeing, they’re confronting me directly. That’s just

you, and what are you doing in

back to the founding of the nation, so the lighting was dim. Milly prodded

him, the intruder’s face became visible.

filled

in

a bad temper. Rubbing his still–aching forehead, he snapped angrily, “Are you crazy? Do you always attack

him to a chair, murmuring. “If I waited to see clearly, it would have been too late. I

poor

wasn’t sure what

a monastery. How would

Why am I getting sidetracked?

yet he’s blaming me for overreacting. How is this my

“Wait, you’re the one who came into my room

aren’t close enough

seems to dislike me. Why isn’t he