A Film Queen of Two Worlds
Chapter 106 The Mushroom Blooms
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The sudden appearance of the Shadow Palace at the gala dinner in Halturia was definitely suspicious.
Oliver also figured this out naturally. He asked, âWhat do you need me to do?â
Leon replied, âItâs simple. King and I will attend the gala dinner. Youâd be there, too, but pretend not to know us. Act accordingly when the time comes.â
âGot it.â
They had completed many missions together, so there was a basic level of tacit understanding among them. According to Leonâs message, Oliver could roughly guess his plan.
Given the strict control over firearms in Halturia, they couldnât 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.
Meanwhileâ¦.
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, âWho⦠who are you?â
George smiled and was clearly in a good mood. He looked at her and asked, âWho do you think I am?â
Millyâs head was foggy. No matter how hard she tried, she couldnât make out his face.
Hmm, who is he?
âI donât know who you are,â she said sincerely, leaving George with nothing to argue against.
George didnât get angry. He simply said, âItâs okay if you donât know now. Youâll figure it out once you sober. up.â
Milly shook her head, making her look adorable. She said, âOkay-
Once inside, George placed her on the sofa and gently instructed, âSit here and stay put. Iâll get you some tea to help sober you up. Donât move, understand?â
Milly nodded stupidly.
âGood girlâ
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âMilly? Where are you, Milly?â
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For the first time, George was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat. They were on the 21st floor! What if the little drunk climbed out the window?
He was relieved to see no signs of anyone touching the windows:
He finally found her by the potted plant in the corner of the living room.
She was squatting by the plant. Her eyes were misty, and she was holding a cushion over her head.
When he spotted her, Georgeâs heart settled back into place. He approached her, intending to carry her back to the sofa. However, she stepped back warily and looked at him with distrust.
âIâm a mushroom; Iâm blooming. You canât pick me.â
George was puzzled. Haha!
He was amused by her serious demeanour. Drunk Milly was too cute.
If he had time, he could watch her act like a mushroom all day long.
However, he felt distressed when he saw the fine sweat on her forehead. George said. âEven mushrooms need water and fertiliser to grow. Come on, letâs get you something to drink.â
Right on cue, Millyâs stomach growled. She had spent the evening opposing George and hadnât eaten much.
She wasnât stupid; she was just drunk. Hearing that there was food, she obediently followed George.
The hotel chef was efficient, and in no time, a table full of dishes was served.
Milly ate gracefully, even though she was starving and in a drunken state. She took her time with each bite, like a true lady of noble birth.
Although that was the truth; she was a noble lady.
But then he noticed the little drunk carefully wrapping a meatball in a napkin after eating one and slipping it into their pocket. They repeated this process with shrimp, eating one and then wrapping another to tuck into their pocket.
When she tried to do it with a gnocchi, George couldnât watch any longer. He grabbed her wrist and asked with a frown, âWhat are you doing? Just eat your food. Why are you putting it in your pocket?*
Milly sniffled. Her voice filled with grievance as she explained, âI⦠I want to take it back for Chewy.â
âChewy?â
Milly nodded earnestly. âYes, Chewy. Chewy is my best friend,
âTheyâre all mean. They call me a b*stard without parents, throw stones at me, crush the flower baskets I painstakingly weave, and lock me in a dark room without food.
âHowever, Chewy is willing to be my friend. Heâs very obedient and bites those who bully me, so I want to bring him good food.â
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She carefully wrapped a rib in a aukin and tucked it into her p
George felt his heart twist painfully; even his fingers trembled uncontrollably.
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She was the Burnetts only daughter and was supposed to be cherished and loved, not forced to survive so cautiously.
Milly must be talking about her time at the orphanage when she was abandoned.
âYou can wrap food, but not in your pocket. Iâll get you a takeaway box. You can pack as much as you
want.
His gentle tone made Milly happy. She obediently stopped packing her pockets.
âYouâre so nice.â She looked at him with eyes full of trust.
George couldnât help but smile. He pinched her nose affectionately and said, âYou think Iâm nice when I offer you a takeaway box? Iâve given you gifts before, but you never said something good about me.â
His words came too fast for Millyâs drunk brain to process, and she stared at him blankly.
The more dazed she looked, the more George wanted to tease her.
âMilly. Iâll give you ten takeaway boxes. How about that?â
Milly nodded with a hazy look in her eyes. She said, âOkay.â
âIf Iâm such a good man, what will you call me?â
George smiled. He watched her struggle to think but didnât help her, wanting to hear her true thoughts.
Be it taking advantage of her drunken state or using coercion, he wasnât a saint.
He was just a man seeking to satisfy his desires.
Milly racked her mind under his intense gaze. After a long time, she suddenly looked up at him with surprise; her eyes twinkled like the stars or perhaps some gems.
âIâll call you Mother Teresa, the saviour!â
George was speechless,
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