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

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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 clinging to her for a long

tightly, fearful she would leave if he

after his fear subsided and he fell asleep that she quietly opened

distance from

her room, she sensed something was

monk had told her that her room had never been occupied before, and there were few visitors at this hour, so

could be in

narrowed her eyes, grabbed a sturdy stick for self–defense, and cautiously pushed the wooden

open.

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Creak….

seemed

open, a figure lunged at her.

Thud!

“Ouch, that hurts!”

brought the stick down hard on the

now? Instead of fleeing,

you doing in my

nation, so the lighting

prodded him, the intruder’s face became visible.

filled

thud, Milly’s stick slipped from her hand as she stared in disbelief at the man

his still–aching forehead, he snapped angrily,

“If I waited to see clearly, it would have been too late. I had to catch

“Think for once. Who would steal from a poor monastery? What would they even take? Offerings

what

in a monastery. How would I know if there were thieves or

on a minute. Why

me for overreacting. How is this my

an eyebrow. “Wait, you’re the one who came into my room without permission. Explain

close enough for

seems to dislike me. Why