Chapter 22 5 Matthew

Jordan had no intention of indefinitely imposing his plans on her. He tousled her hair lovingly and assured her. “No need to rush. The company’s in a shaky state right now, and I won’t let you get caught up in that mess just yet. Once I take care of everything, you can take on a figurehead role with an easy job.

“For now, do what makes you happy–acting, studying, whatever you want. I’ve got your back, so there’s nothing to worry about”

Milly asked, Jordan, can I choose not to go?”

Jordan was unwavering. “No.”

He had to be resolute. People outside were gossiping about Milly, mocking her for being overshadowed by

an adopted daughte

Jordan had initially planned to send Stephanie back to her biological parents once they were found, but she had cleverly secured Philip’s support before he could do anything, thwarting his plans.

Unable to oppose her directly, Jordan was forced to shift focus.

He planned to acquire all the shares and transfer them to Milly. He aimed to establish Milly as the true Burnett heiress and silence the critics.

He might not have cared about the rumors, but he heard them all and was affected by them. Anything concerning Milly was noted, and he planned to make them pay back tenfold someday.

Milly sighed in resignation at Jordan’s firm stance.

Why is he assuming that I want to be a CEO? Do I look like I’m driven by money?

Hmm… but I do have a liking for money, after all….

Milly had lashed out at Apollo carlier in the day, so at night, Milly was stuck with him clinging to her for a long while, afraid she might abandon him.

Even as bedtime approached, he held onto her sleeve tightly, fearful she would leave if he closed his eyes.

Left with no choice, Milly had to reassure him repeatedly until her lips felt sore. It was only after his fear subsided and he fell asleep that she quietly opened the door and slipped away from the room.

a distance from Apollo’s,

her room, she

before, and there were few visitors at this hour, so

could be in

narrowed her eyes, grabbed a sturdy stick for self–defense, and cautiously pushed

open.

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Creak….

of the door opening seemed unusually loud in the silent

a figure lunged at her.

Thud!

“Ouch, that hurts!”

Milly brought the stick down hard on the intruder’s head, swift and

use now? Instead of fleeing, they’re confronting me directly. That’s just asking for

are

nation, so the lighting was dim. Milly

she prodded him, the intruder’s face became

eerie silence

thud, Milly’s stick slipped from her hand as she stared

temper. Rubbing his still–aching forehead, he snapped angrily, “Are you crazy? Do

as she helped him to a chair, murmuring. “If I waited to see clearly, it would have been too late. I

Who would steal from a poor monastery? What would they even take?

wasn’t sure what

my first time in a monastery. How would I know if there were thieves

a minute. Why am I

my room uninvited, yet he’s blaming me for overreacting.

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