Get Spoiled after Travelling into A Novel

Chapter 3 The Art of Deception

As Milly contemplated the situation, a look of innocence graced her features. “Alright, you’re correct. I will leave now so as not to upset Mom.” It’s just acting. I’m an award-winning actress. Like hell, this little b*tch can win. Upon hearing Milly’s agreement, Stephanie smiled and gracefully excused herself, heading towards the main hall without noticing the change in expression on her sister’s face. As Stephanie walked away, holding up her skirt, Milly smirked to herself. The show’s about to start. Instead of following Stephanie’s directions, Milly turned in the opposite direction, recalling from the book she had read that at this very banquet, Andrew had suffered a fatal heart attack in the backyard, leading to the downfall of the Burnetts.

hand while inquiring, “Sir, where is your medication?” Struggling, Andrew pointed weakly to his pocket, his complexion growing paler by the moment. Quickly retrieving a small bottle from his pocket, Milly administered two pills into the old man’s mouth. However, his consciousness

“Girl, what is your name?” Milly replied calmly, “I am Milly.” Upon hearing her name, Andrew paused, then exclaimed, “Ah, you are the girl from the Burnetts!” Milly was puzzled. I just returned to the family. Why does Andrew know me? “Good child, good child.” Andrew’s fondness for Milly grew as he gazed at her. “Why are you not in the hall but here?” Milly blinked and softly explained,

objective accomplished, Milly smiled gratefully and said, “Thank you, sir.” …

her lips involuntarily curled up. The scheming has begun? However, outwardly, she remained remarkably composed, leaning down to whisper to Andrew, “Sir, please wait here. It seems like Mom and my sister are calling for me, I’ll go check.” Before Andrew could respond, she swiftly grabbed a box and lifted her skirt as she hurried off. Just as in the storybook, Stephanie anxiously stood beside Olivia. “Mom, don’t worry. She should be here soon.” The woman beside Stephanie wore a light-coloured bodycon dress, her hair elegantly tied up. Milly stood frozen, her eyes fixed on the woman before her, trembling

they could meet for the last time. “Mom …” Milly stood rooted to the spot, afraid to approach, fearing this sight was a mirage. Olivia gazed at her tearful daughter, feeling a pang in her heart. After all, she was her own flesh and blood. She gently waved her hand and softly said, “Milly, you’re here. Come to me.” Milly bit her lip, holding back the urge to embrace her and