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….

out at Apollo carlier in the day, so at night, Milly was stuck with him clinging to her for a long while, afraid she might abandon

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

had to reassure him repeatedly until her lips felt sore. It was only after his fear subsided and he

was quite a distance from Apollo’s, down

sensed

had never been occupied before, and there were few visitors at this hour, so it shouldn’t have been rented out. Yet, the lights were

be

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

open.

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Creak….

of the door opening seemed unusually loud in the

the door swung open, a figure lunged at her. “You’re

Thud!

“Ouch, that hurts!”

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

of fleeing, they’re

you, and what are you doing in my

founding of the nation, so the lighting was dim. Milly prodded the intruder writhing on the floor in

the intruder’s face became

silence filled

stared in disbelief at the man clutching his head. “Matthew?” she asked hesitantly.

always had a bad temper. Rubbing his still–aching forehead, he snapped angrily, “Are you

a chair, murmuring. “If I waited to see clearly, it would have

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

what to

my first time in a monastery. How would I know

a minute. Why am I getting

uninvited, yet he’s blaming me for

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

aren’t close enough

seems to dislike me. Why