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.

fill his glass without expression, but when she moved to pour

mid–air. His voice was cold and disapproving as he said, “You don’t need to

Milly was speechless.

to pouring it

right, Milly, you’re still young. You don’t

hard, and shot a fierce glare at the man blocking

sincerely addressing Alan, and said, “Mr.

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my gratitude.”

eyebrow. To express her

baring her teeth and looking ready to attack–hardly the image

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 you visiting

Haha!

George chuckled softly.

to toast him, the little hedgehog’s eyes remained fixed on the wine glass, almost bursting

What a little ingrate!

glared at him, signalling with her eyes for him. to quickly take the wine glass. Her intense gaze suggested that she would kill him immediately if he

Such a cute little

he picked up the wine glass and clinked it with. hers. His

Milly had already tilted

and the rich aroma spread through her mouth, bringing a

fine wine. Milly couldn’t find another word to describe it

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

as she looked at the culprit.

culprit showed no mercy, placing the bottle

“I can handle my liquor. I don’t get

calmly grunted and placed a cup of tea in front of her. His voice was

some tea

had taken herwine. When she turned her head away and opened her mouth,

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