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.

not letting him

I have a reputation for handling my liquor

wavered as she said this, because she had never actually been drunk before and had no idea what she was

The Evil

was sure it couldn’t be as dramatic as

Impossible!

them. Milly had shown

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 I purposely recorded

the

screen showed a clear

bed and tightly gripping George’s sleeve. She

grew more agitated. She stood up, clutching his sleeve even tighter as tears streamed down

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

like someone looking at a

was utterly stunned. Was that really me,

I the shameless person who clung

his phone and looked at her meaningfully. He asked, “You have anything else

irrefutable. She had no choice but

embarrassed that she

knew Mr. Tate was a gentleman. You see, I

me. Could you delete the video? After all, I’m a public figure. If

This is so humiliating!

of any way to

video have to be in George’s hands? After she had been so mean to him,

stood up and headed for the door. His tone was vague. “Let’s eat first. We’ll talk about it after

grumbled silently,

would never

allow these evil capitalists another onnortunity to

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