Get Spoiled after Travelling into A Novel

Chapter 104 She Is Mine

The girl in George’s arms was thoroughly drunk. Her eyes were moist and misty; her red lips were softly exhaling the scent of alcohol; and her cheeks were flushed, making her look as beautiful as an angel.

The girl, soft and obedient, fell into his arms. George didn’t want to let her go once he held her.

At this moment, the alcohol had completely overwhelmed Milly. Her large, dazed eyes were filled with confusion as she tilted her head and looked at George. She asked, “Who are you? Why are you in my house?”

“This is your house?”

“Yes, my house!” Milly replied, and her ears perked up a little. She looked around seriously, and her already confused eyes were now even more blank.

“Huh? Where’s my bed? Did you steal my bed?”

In a daze, Milly looked towards the statue at the hotel entrance and pouted. “Weird, why are there two beasts in my house?”

After getting drunk, she looked dumb and adorable, pitiful yet cute, clinging to him stubbornly.

George couldn’t help but smile. He teased, “Little drunkard.”

There was a trace of affection in his eyes–a trace that he himself hadn’t noticed.

A figure suddenly stood in front of him and demanded, “Put her down!”

A cold glare instantly replaced the smile on George’s face. He raised his eyes to look at Oliver, his gaze chilling. “Move.”

Under his murderous glare, Oliver’s legs went weak.

It didn’t make sense. Even though he might be considered weak and useless in the Ghost Sect, he still had. climbed over blood–soaked corpses to get where he was. How could an ordinary person’s glare intimidate him?

It must be an illusion! This was definitely an illusion.

Oliver steadied himself, forcing himself to stay calm. He adopted the attitude he had during missions in the Ghost Sect and demanded, “I told you to put her down! Don’t you understand?”

George met his gaze unhurriedly, exuding immense pressure. He asked, “Are you ordering me?”

Oliver’s expression turned cold, unwilling to back down. He stated, “Yes, I am! You better be smart; put my person down, and I might let this slide. If you keep being stubborn, don’t blame me for being rude.”

His person?

As soon as he said that, the temperature around them dropped a degree.

stared at Oliver, his murderous intent was clear, as if ready to crush him at any moment.

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turned cold, too. He said, “Whether it’s true

filled with killing intent, he threw a punch in the next second, aiming fiercely at George’s vital points. Each punch

arms. He dodged the attacks with ease. A serious look appeared in his eyes. He hadn’t expected the man before him to use killing moves known only to

George’s lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile. He swiftly turned and kicked Oliver to the ground. His shoe was pressing down on Oliver’s

are you?” George’s voice was

his killer moves to be countered. Anger and shame fille

and he increased the pressure on

ask one last time. Who are

him. Hearing the

Oliver’s forehead from the pain, but he still stubbornly fired back.

your daddy!”

to witness the scene of Oliver being crushed under George’s foot. Like

the scene

his over a decade–long career, he had never felt such an urgent need to

his thoughts, reason took over, and he scrambled over to help Oliver. Robin apologised to George and said, “Mr. Tate, I’m sorry. He’s drunk. If he has

drink. Tell him to put her down!” Despite being stepped

whispered a warning, “Do you want

mind was filled with the thought that his sect leader was being defiled by this scum. He couldn’t care less about George’s stature. His hair stood on

before he could say

said, “Haha, Mr. Tate, please ignore him. He didn’t take his medicine. today. I’ll take him

the door and barked, “What are you standing there for? Tie him up and take him

have a few bodyguards on hand, knowing Oliver’s unruliness. They would be useful, whether dealing with

stepped on and narrowed

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turned cold,

“Whether it’s true or not,

a punch in the next second, aiming fiercely at George’s vital points. Each punch whistled

case. A serious look appeared in his eyes. He hadn’t expected the man before him to use killing moves known

ground. His shoe was pressing down on

voice was eerie and

to be countered, Anger and shame filled him. Hearing the question,

blood–red, and he

ask one last

but he still stubbornly

time to witness the scene of Oliver being crushed

the scene nearly

a decade–long career, he had never felt such