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,

held onto her sleeve tightly, fearful

her lips felt sore. It was only after his fear subsided and

quite a distance from Apollo’s, down a corridor.

room, she sensed

her that her room had never been occupied before, and there were few visitors at this hour, so it shouldn’t have been rented out.

be

stick for self–defense, and

open.

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45 Pearls

Creak….

faint sound of the door opening seemed unusually loud in the

open, a figure

Thud!

“Ouch, that hurts!”

the stick down hard on the intruder’s head,

use now? Instead of fleeing, they’re confronting me directly.

and what are you doing in my room?

the founding of the nation, so the lighting was dim. Milly

she prodded him, the intruder’s face became visible.

filled

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

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

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

a poor monastery? What would they even take? Offerings

what

in a monastery. How would I know

minute. Why am I getting

entered my room uninvited, yet he’s blaming me for overreacting. How is this my fault?

into my room without permission. Explain yourself. Why are you

close enough for surprise

seems to dislike me. Why isn’t he