Get Spoiled after Travelling into A Novel

Chapter 45 100 Tactics to Pursue a Wife

George gazed at the sweat covering Milly’s forehead. He felt an itchiness in his throat.

Slightly flustered, he averted his eyes and asked, “Did you practice ballet just now?”

Milly nodded and answered honestly, “Yes, I heard that Mr. Hawkins is visiting our school to select ballet. dancers. It’s been a while since I last danced, so I’m a bit rusty.”

She wasn’t worried that George would misinterpret, as the original owner could learn ballet when she lived. with the Smiths.

Her past malnutrition was a result of torment from Stephanie after arriving at the Burnetts.

George didn’t dwell on it. He was frantically recalling information about the movie director. With numerous entertainment companies under the Tate Group and attending various award ceremonies, he had some recollection of this director.

Alan had received numerous awards and had his own set of rules. In short, he was a reputable director.

“Do you need my help?” George offered.

Milly quickly shook her head and said, “It’s okay. I’m confident.”

Whether in dancing skills or acting ability, she could easily outshine Stephanie and secure the role without any favours.

Furthermore, she disliked owing favours, especially from the Tates.

The following day.

The typhoon passed quickly, leaving a clear and sunny morning sky.

Milly breathed a sigh of relief. She was grateful that the wind had subsided and she no longer had to worry about the diamond jewelry on the wall that fell on her during the night

Danny drove the car to the mansion gate and opened the door for Her. He said, “Ms. Burnett, please get in the car.”

Milly obediently entered the Rolls–Royce’s car.

“Where is George?

since breakfast;

with an excuse. He said,

of

for him to be busy managing

the sweat from his forehead. He couldn’t possibly admit that his boss was currently in the room, desperately studying

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stood by the window in a room on the second floor. He watched the car drive away before returning to sit

dressed and ready for work by this time. Today, he was still in his pajamas and

sore forehead, he couldn’t shake the image of the girl’s slender waist

his

as if he

desires; even the family doctor, during a check–up, said he might be asexual. However, last night, he experienced a night full of erotic dreams, and the ripples from those dreams were so persistent that a morning of

just the simple thought of the girl’s face was enough to make

“D*mn it!”

was the first time George had

cigarette, took a deep drag, and felt a sense of grounding as the nicotine

and sneered, ‘I truly

wait until after she completes

unaware of George’s

and was

her eyes lit up and she

a

not know her

He couldn’t tolerate it any longer and angrily slammed the table and complained, “Who gave you the right to call her that? She’s my boss, and you’re not allowed

Despite this, she defiantly stared back and argued, “She’s my boss. Why can’t I call her that?

in frustration. He rejected, “No way, she

she’s my boss

hir you just because

you’re a boy. You want to

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