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.

if you don’t know now. You’ll figure it out once you sober.

head, making her look adorable.

on the sofa and gently instructed, “Sit here and stay put. I’ll get you

Milly nodded stupidly.

“Good girl”

106 The

are you,

broke into a cold sweat. They

no signs of anyone touching the

finally found her by the potted plant in

the plant. Her eyes were misty, and she was holding a cushion over

intending to carry her back to the sofa. However, she stepped back warily and looked at him with

blooming. You can’t pick

George was puzzled. Haha!

was amused by her serious demeanour.

he had time, he could watch her act like a mushroom

George said. “Even mushrooms

stomach growled. She had spent the evening opposing George and

was just drunk. Hearing

was efficient, and in no time, a

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

truth;

it into their

tried to do it with a gnocchi, George couldn’t watch any longer. He grabbed her wrist and asked with a frown, “What are you doing? Just eat your food. Why are you

explained,

“Chewy?”

earnestly. “Yes, Chewy. Chewy is

me, crush

obedient and bites those

The

carefully wrapped a rib in a aukin and tucked it into her

felt his heart twist painfully; even