Chapter 136 Embracing the Grace of Saving Lives

Joy’s expression turned earnest as she remarked, “After he saved you, he didn’t try to capitalise on your fame or accomplishments. He just left quietly, not asking for anything in return. Isn’t that a sign of true allection?

Milly, doesn’t that touch you at all?”

Milly looked at her steadily, a hint of amusement in her tone. “Your imagination is quite vivid. You should consider scriptwriting. It’s a waste for you to just be an assistant.”

Joy laughed and settled beside her, still convinced of her perspective. “Milly, I truly think Mr. Tate cares about you.

George cares about me?

Milly had never really considered it, not seriously.

Her past experiences had taught her to be wary of men, their intentions often less than noble, and this included George.

If it had been Neal who had saved her, dealing with the obligation might have felt simpler. However, with George, matters are significantly complicated.

Milly was already tangled up with him due to a previous incident involving a bracelet, and now, this life- saving event further entwined their lives, igniting a mix of emotions.

As an assistant, Joy was adept at reading nuances in behaviour. Noticing Milly’s furrowed brow and the irritation in her eyes, she sensed there was more to Milly’s feelings.

With a gentle voice, Joy asked after pursing her lips, “Milly, does the thought of owing Mr. Tate bother you?”

That question resonated deeply with Milly.

She nodded slowly, her voice low. “Yes, I don’t like owing people favours.”

Milly’s eyebrows furrowed, her voice carrying a note of frustration. ‘Do you have any suggestions?”

that there was no need to repay the favour at

Milly did not share this view, she

of gifts, so traditional presents might not

call Mr. Tate to express your gratitude. I’m sure he would

you.

“Would that really

nodded confidently. “Absolutely! Just think about it–aside from the life–saving incident, remember the twelve helicopters and the truckload of luxury goods

GM.

Embracing the Grace of

gratitude could mean a lot more. As for the debt of saving your life, you can look for ways

comes.”

this, finding logic in Joy’s words. “I’ll give it

up with encouragement.

that he seemed to have a fondness for Milly,

Milly would make a good match and hoped for their happiness together, but she was resolved never to push Milly towards something she did not

might bring them closer, even if

conference hall, the normally unflappable department managers found

be the most daunting they

their meticulous reports and polished presentations, every department

assistant, had not escaped censure for something as minor as failing to close the door

filled with the rhythmic tapping of George’s fingers against the solid wooden table, a sound that echoed ominously like a death knell in the otherwise

of his lips,

noticeable beer belly and receding hairline stood up hesitantly. Clutching his report, he walked toward the projection screen with trembling steps and began, “Hello, everyone, Mr.

could finish his introduction, George’s expression darkened, a

expected, he interrupted sharply, “Which department are you from? If

who stuttered more intensely,

raced frantically–what was he supposed to

that moment, a sudden buzzing sound cut through

an instant wave of panic among the department managers. Faces drained of colour, they fumbled for their phones, each praying

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