Get Spoiled after Travelling into A Novel

Chapter 108 The Evil Capitalist

Listening to the flattery on the video conference, which was completely out of context, made Milly’s nerves completely collapse. Her face turned bright red as she buried herself in her bed like an ostrich, hiding her head under the pillow.

This is too embarrassing!

It’s more embarrassing than forgetting to zip up my pants at a concert!

George chuckled as he watched her bury her head in the pillow. He worried she might suffocate and quickly ended the video conference. George said, “Alright, that’s all for the meeting. Report the details to my assistant, Mr. Jarvis,”

After he closed the tablet, he walked over to the bed, saying, “The meeting’s over. You can get up now.”

Milly peeked out in grievance. After she confirmed the tablet was indeed closed, she looked at him with a mix of frustration and embarrassment,

“Why didn’t you

Ime you were in a meeting? I made a fool of myself because of you.”

This was the first time Milly showed such a vulnerable side in front of him, and George found it adorable. He liked this side of her–playful and sweet.

“I didn’t expect you to wake up so early. It won’t happen again,” George explained earnestly.

“There won’t be a next time!” Milly huffed angrily. She glared at him and commanded, “Now get out of my room. I need to change!”

George didn’t move. He kindly reminded her, “Are you sure this is your room?”

Milly glanced around. She was about to say something when she froze..

This… really isn’t my room.

Although Jordan had booked me a nice hotel suite but it wasn’t this luxurious. There aren’t any large floor–to–ceiling windows or a lavish outdoor pool on the balcony.

“You got drunk last night and wouldn’t let me leave, so I had to bring you back to my place, George explained, seeing her shock.

Upon hearing this, Milly scowled, attempting to recall the details.

Drunk?

It seemed plausible.

to him and not letting him go? I don’t believe

you lying? I have a reputation for handling

actually been drunk before and had no idea what she was

The

it couldn’t be as dramatic as he described. Clinging to his sleeve and

Impossible!

threw up just being near them. Milly had shown him a lot of respect by not throwing up directly in his

and raised an eyebrow, as if anticipating this reaction. He pulled our his phone, opened the gallery, and said, “I knew you’d deny it when you woke up, so

emphasised the

screen showed

the bed and tightly gripping George’s sleeve. She looked at him tearfully and pleaded, “You can’t leave. I don’t want

However, she widened her grew more agitated. She stood up, clutching

can’t leave. Don’t abandon me. You can’t

was like someone looking

stunned. Was that really me, the

I the shameless person

at her meaningfully. He asked, “You have

irrefutable. She had no choice but to

her nose, feeling so embarrassed that she wanted to

I always knew Mr. Tate was a

me. Could you delete the video? After all,

This is so humiliating!

think of any way

hands? After

respond. Instead, he stood up and headed for the door. His tone was vague. “Let’s eat

grumbled silently, “You’re

swore she would never touch alcohol

another onnortunity to use it

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breakfast. After a hangover, her stomach felt like it was burning. The cereal was just what