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SeeingMichelleleave,Millypressedherlipstogether,thoughtforamoment,anddecidedto followher.
However,Joystoppedher,lookingconcerned.“Milly,youshouldn’tgo.I’veheardOliverhasabadtemper.Youmightgethurt.”
Millyrespondedsoftly.“It’sokay.IknowwhatI’mdoing.Besides,<b>this</b>issueneedstoberesolved.”
Sheseemedremarkablposedforastudent.
“<b>But</b>…“Joyhesitated,thenseeingMilly’sdeterminedexpression,relented.“Alright,I’llgowith
you.
AssoonastheyreachedOliver’slounge,aloudcrashstartledthem.Followingthat,afuriousshoutcamefrominside,“Getout!”
Thedoorswungopen,andMichelleemerged,eyesredandonthevergeoftears.Herlight–coloureddresswasstainedwithrgecoffeespill,makingherlookbothdishevelledandpitiful.
Seeingthis,Millyfrowned,feelingdispleasedwithOliver.
Throwingatantrumatayounggirlwastrulyunbing,especiallyforagrownman.Itwasdisgraceful!
MichellewasdeeplyaggrievedbyOliver’soutburst.Shehadbeenpamperedallherlifeandhadneverfacedsuchhumiliation.Justashertearswereabouttofall,shesawMillystandingatthedoor.C0ntent ? 2024 (N/?)velDrama.Org.
Grittingherteeth,sheforcedbackhertears.Shecouldn’tcryinfrontofthewomanwhohad<b>taken</b>her
role!
“Whatareyoudoinghere?!”shesnapped,hervoicefilledwithanger.Shethoughtthiscunningwomanwastheretomockher.
MillyignoredMichelle’sangerandtookatissuefromJoy,handingittoMichellegently.“Here,wipeitoff.”
Michelledidnotappreciatethegestureandscoffed,turningherheadaway.
“I’mnotcrying!”shesaid,hervoicetingedwithdefiance.
Millyrespondedcalmly,“Iknowyou’renotcrying.Imeantyoumightwanttowipeyourdress.Itlookslike<b>a</b>limitededitionandprobablywasn’tcheap.
Michellethennoticedthestainonherdress<b>,</b>andthistime,shecouldn’tholdbackhertears.
“Mydress!Ifoughtsohardtoget
this!”
Thedresswasherfavourite,chosenespeciallyfortoday’sopeningceremony.
Shehadhopedtomakeastunningimpression,butnowitwasruined.
Shenolongercaredwhohandedherthetissue<b>or</b>whethertheyhadapastconflict.Shegrabbeditanddesperatelytriedto<b>clean</b>thecoffeestain.
Millyncedatthecloseddoor,sensingthemovementsinside.
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ratherleaningagainstthedoor,cavesdroppingontheirconversation.
Millyraisedaneyebrow,movedMichelleaside,andthenkickedthedoorhard.
Bang!
“Ow!”
Twosoundscamesimultaneously.
Milly’ssuspicionwasconfirmed,theguywasindeedcavesdroppingbehindthedoor.
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JoyandMichelle,stilltryingtocleanherdress,werestunned,staringwide–eyedatthescene.Almost<b>in</b>unison,theyeximed.“You…”Millycalmlybrushedoffherslightly wrinkled<b>pants</b>andturned elegantly.“Youtwowaitoutside.Withthat,shesteppedinside<b>and</b>mmedthewobblydoor<b>shut</b>.
Thehallwayfelpletelysilent.
Joythoughttoherself,Millyisreallysomethingelse!
Michelle,ontheotherhand,thought,Impressive,butnotgentleatall!Nodylikeonebit,hmph
Insidethelounge,Oliverscrambledupfromthefloor,furiousatthesightofMillybargingin.
“Whoareyou?Whotoldyoutein?Getout!Howdareyoukickmydoor?Areyoulookingfortrouble?”
Heraisedhis fist,butthe<b>moment</b>hemetMilly’scoldgaze,his angerinexplicablydeted,recedby<b>a</b>strangesenseofsubmission.
Afteralongpause,heawkwardlyloweredhisfistandmuttered,“Agentlemandoesn’tfightwithdy.”
Millystoodthere,armscrossedand<b>face</b>stern,notmoving<b>an</b>inch.
Seeingthepinkhairofthisarrogantman,shesuddenlyremembered.Wasn’thetheguyIsawafewmonthsagooutsidetheschool,whoboughtshavedicewithoutmoneyandpaidherbackwithanautograph?Shehadthoughthewasascammerthen.
NowonderthenameOliversounded<b>familiar</b>.
Atthismoment,OliversquintedhiseyesandsizedupMilly.Shewasquitebeautiful,withporcin<b>skin</b>andanelegantallure.Herfigurelookedgoodtoo,butshewasanewfacehehadn’tseenbefore.
“Whoareyou?”
Millydidn’thesitateanddirectlyreplied,I’mtheactresswho’ssupposedtoworkwithyou.”
Oliverleisurelyreclinedbackonthesofa.“Oh,thatmakessense.Idon’twanttoactwithyou.”
HisantagonismwassotantthatMillycouldn’tignoreit.“Why?”
Thiswasonlytheirsecond<b>meeting</b>.Could<i>it</i>bebecauseIhadn’tboughthimshavedicethatdayattheschoolgate,andnowhewasholdinga grudge?
Butclearly,that<b>wasn’t</b>thecaseOliverlookedatherwithunfamiliaritynotrecognisingheratall
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Olivezilyncedather.“BecauseIdon’tactwithpeoplewhohavenotalent.”
Millywastakenaback.Notalent?Her?
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Inherpastlifeintheentertainmentindustry,shehadfacedplentyofbaselessusationshavingasugardaddy,beingadiva–butneverckoftalent.
Manydirectorsevenjokedthatsheshouldbecalled“One–TakeBut”becausesherarelyneededretakes.
Now,hearingsomeonesayshckedtalentwasanoveltyforher.
“Haveyoueverseenmeact?HowdoyouknowI’mnottalented?”
Oliver,lyingonthesofawithhisphone,didn’tevenbothertolookather.Hisfingersdeftlyopenedagameashecoldlyretorted,“Men’sintuition.”
Millywasspeechless.
Seeinghisnonchntdemeanour,shehadn’texpectedhimtobethisdifficulttotalkto.
“IfIcanguarantee<b>that</b>I’llnaileverysceneinakeandwon’tholdyouback,willyoucontinuewiththemovie?”
Withoutliftinghishead,Olivercontinuedstaringathisphone.“Istillwon’tdoit.WhenIsayIwon’tact,Imeanit.Evenifthekinghimselfasked,Iwouldn’tdoit!”
Millygroundherteeth,feelinganunprecedentedurgetopsomeone.
ThenovelthismoviewasbasedonwaswrittenwithOliverasthe inspiration,andthebuzzonlinewasmassive.Recinghimnowwould definitelycauseanegativebacsh.
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