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.

Milly patted the man’s chest with one 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 was fading, and he made no effort to swallow. Observing a water tap nearby, Milly plucked a large leaf

look. “We’ll eat shoes and tree bark if it means we can stay alive.” In a voice filled with emotion, he spoke. “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, “My sister asked me to retrieve our mother’s redwood box, but I … don’t know the way.” She handled the awkward situation gracefully. Andrew already held a positive opinion of her, and upon seeing her embarrassed expression, his sense of justice flared up, scolding, “This is preposterous.

somewhat familiar.” With her objective accomplished, Milly smiled gratefully and said, “Thank you, sir.” … On the journey back,

corner of 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

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.