Get Spoiled after Travelling into A Novel

Chapter 103 Possessiveness.

When George’s attitude softened, Alan relaxed quite a bit during the second half of the dinner. He even enthusiastically produced a bottle of imported liquor, starting to praise himself.

“Mr. Tate, your visit today truly brings honour to our production team! This bottle was a gift from an actor in the past, and I’ve been saving it for a special occasion. Tonight, we’ll open it to welcome you.

“I hope Mr. Tate will keep me in mind for future projects. I have many good scripts waiting to be filmed.”

Without sponsorship and investment, even the best scripts were just a pile of wasted paper.

Alan seized the opportunity to curry favour with George, hoping this might secure investment for the next project.

Just as he was about to pour the liquor for George, he remembered George’s infamous cleanliness obsession and awkwardly stopped.

“Milly, why don’t you fill Mr. Tate’s glass?”

He didn’t want to risk angering George again after finally calming him down.

Since Milly had served George food earlier and he had eaten it without expression, pouring a drink should be fine too.

Milly’s eyes lit up. She eagerly took the bottle with both hands and agreed, “Alright, Mr. Hawkins.”

She had been eyeing this bottle all evening, practically salivating over it. She thought she wouldn’t get to taste it tonight, so this sudden opportunity thrilled her.

In her past life, she was a lover of fine wines, often spending entire days enjoying good drinks alone in her

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She had been eyeing this bottle all night, drawn by its colour and aroma, and especially since she had never tasted this particular one, she was even more tempted.

Now, given the chance, she was overjoyed.

but when she moved to pour

and grabbed the bottle mid–air. His voice was cold and disapproving as he

Milly was speechless.

I’m so close to pouring it

advised, “That’s right, Milly, you’re

fierce glare

sincerely addressing

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my gratitude.”

eyebrow. To express

like a little hedgehog, baring her teeth and looking ready to attack–hardly the

could react, Milly had already poured herself

glass of wine in front of George. She smiled brightly and said, “Mr. Tate, this toast is for you. I appreciate

Haha!

George chuckled softly.

eyes remained fixed on the

What a little ingrate!

with her eyes for him. to quickly take the wine glass. Her

Such a cute

up the wine glass and clinked it with. hers. His voice was low and magnetic as he said,

Milly had already tilted her head back and downed

liquid slid down her throat, and the rich aroma spread through her mouth,

since she had tasted such fine

reached for the bottle to pour another glass, a hand snatched

widened as she looked at the culprit. She puffed her cheeks in

no mercy, placing the

handle my liquor. I

a cup of tea in front of her. His voice

some tea

teeth, still resentful that he had taken herwine. When she turned her head away and