Get Spoiled after Travelling into A Novel

Chapter 106 The Mushroom Blooms

The sudden appearance of the Shadow Palace at the gala dinner in Halturia was definitely suspicious.

Oliver also figured this out naturally. He asked, “What do you need me to do?”

Leon replied, “It’s simple. King and I will attend the gala dinner. You’d be there, too, but pretend not to know us. Act accordingly when the time comes.”

“Got it.”

They had completed many missions together, so there was a basic level of tacit understanding among them. According to Leon’s message, Oliver could roughly guess his plan.

Given the strict control over firearms in Halturia, they couldn’t afford to openly use firearms, or it would cause them trouble. The Shadow Palace was no exception.

Thus, the only viable option was to solve the problem with money.

Meanwhile…

George carried Milly to his presidential suite.

The Tate Group owned this hotel. As per protocol, a presidential suite was always reserved for George in case he needed a place to stay during inspections.

He had a severe obsession with cleanliness, so he regularly cleaned and disinfected the suite to ensure it was ready for his arrival.

As he was about to use his fingerprint to open the door, the drunken Milly in his arms suddenly lifted her head. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him and asked, “Who… who are you?”

George smiled and was clearly in a good mood. He looked at her and asked, “Who do you think I am?”

Milly’s head was foggy. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make out his face.

Hmm, who is he?

“I don’t know who you are,” she said sincerely, leaving George with nothing to argue against.

“It’s okay if you don’t know

head, making her look adorable. She

stay put.

Milly nodded stupidly.

“Good girl”

106 The

are

broke into a cold sweat. They were on the 21st

was relieved to see no signs of anyone

found her by the potted plant in the corner of the

plant. Her eyes were misty, and she was holding

to carry her back to the sofa. However,

a mushroom; I’m blooming. You

George was puzzled. Haha!

serious demeanour.

could watch her

on her forehead. George said. “Even

growled. She had spent the evening

just drunk. Hearing that there was food, she

no time, a table

in a drunken state. She took her time with each bite, like a true lady

the truth; she was

eating one and slipping it into their pocket. They repeated this process with shrimp, eating

gnocchi, George couldn’t watch any longer. He grabbed her wrist and asked with a frown, “What are you doing? Just eat

voice filled with grievance as she explained, “I… I want to take it back

“Chewy?”

nodded earnestly. “Yes, Chewy. Chewy is my best

without parents, throw stones at me, crush the flower baskets I painstakingly weave, and lock me in

be my friend. He’s very obedient and bites

The

a aukin and tucked it

painfully; even his fingers trembled