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The sudden appearance of the Shadow Pce at the g dinner in Halturia was definitely suspicious.N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.
Oliver also figured this out naturally. He asked, “What do you need me to do?”
Leon replied, “It’s simple. King and I will attend the g dinner. You’d be there, too, but pretend not to know us. Act ordingly when the timees.”
“Got it.”
They hadpleted many missions together, so there was a basic level of tacit understanding among them. ording to Leon’s message, Oliver could roughly guess his n.
Given the strict control over firearms in Halturia, they couldn’t afford to openly use firearms, or it would cause them trouble. The Shadow Pce was no exception.
Thus, the only viable option was to solve the problem with money.
Meanwhile….
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 <b>case </b>he needed a ce to stay during inspections.
He had a severe obsession with cleanliness, so he regrly cleaned and disinfected the suite to ensure it <b>was </b>ready for his <b>arrival</b>.
As he was about to use his fingerprint to open the door, the drunken Milly in his <b>arms </b>suddenly lifted her head. Her eyes sparkled as she looked <b>at </b>him and asked, “Who… who are you?”
George smiled and was clearly in a good <b>mood</b>. He looked at her and asked, “Who do you think I am?”
Milly’s head was foggy. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make out <b>his </b>face.
Hmm, who is he?
“I don’t know who you are,” she said sincerely, leaving George with nothing to argue against.
George didn’t get angry. He simply said, “It’s okay if you don’t know now. You’ll figure it out once you sober. up.”
Milly shook her head, making her look adorable. She said, “Okay-
Once inside, George ced her on the <b>sofa </b>and gently instructed, “Sit here and stay put. I’ll get you some tea to help sober you up. Don’t move, understand?”
Milly nodded stupidly.
“Good girl”
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“Milly? Where are <b>you</b>, Milly?”
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For the first time, George was <b>so </b>scared that he broke into <b>a </b>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 nt in the corner of the living room.
She was squatting by the nt. Her eyes were misty, and she was holding a cushion over her head.
When he spotted her, George’s heart settled <b>back </b>into <b>ce</b>. He approached her, intending to carry her back to the sofa. However, she stepped back warily <b>and </b>looked at him with distrust.
“I’m a mushroom; I’m blooming. You can’t pick me.”
George was puzzled. Haha!
He was amused by her <b>serious </b>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. “Even mushrooms need water and fertiliser to grow. Come on, let’s get you something to drink.”
Right on cue, Milly’s stomach growled. She had spent the evening opposing George and hadn’t eaten much.
She wasn’t stupid; she was just drunk. Hearing that there <b>was </b>food, she obediently followed George.
The hotel chef <b>was </b>efficient, and in no time, a table full of dishes <b>was </b>served.
Milly ate gracefully, even though she was starving and in a drunken state. She took her time with <b>each </b>bite, like a truedy of noble birth.
Although that was the truth; she was a nobledy.
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 <b>another </b>to tuck <b>into </b>their pocket.
When she tried to do it with a gnhi, George couldn’t watch any longer<b>. </b>He grabbed her wrist and asked with a frown, “What are you doing? Just eat your food. Why are you putting it in your pocket?*
Milly sniffled. Her voice filled with grievance as she exined, “I… I want to take it back for Chewy.”
“Chewy?”
Milly nodded earnestly. “Yes, Chewy. Chewy is my best friend,
“They’re 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.
“However, Chewy is willing to be my friend. He’s very obedient and bites those <b>who </b>bully me, so I want to bring him good food.”
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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 uncontrobly.
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She was the Buts 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.
“You can wrap food, but not <b>in </b>your pocket. I’ll get you a takeaway box. You can pack as much as you
want.
His gentle tone made Milly happy. She obediently stopped <b>packing </b>her pockets.
“You’re so nice.” She looked at him with eyes full of trust.
George couldn’t help but smile. He pinched her nose affectionately and said, “You think I’m nice when I offer you a takeaway box? I’ve given you gifts before, but you never said something good about me.”
His words came too fast for Milly’s drunk brain to process, and she stared at him nkly.
The more dazed she looked, the more George wanted to tease her.
“Milly. I’ll give you ten takeaway boxes. How about that?”
Milly nodded with a hazy look in her eyes. She said, “Okay.”
“If I’m such a good man, what will you call me?”
George smiled. He watched her struggle to think but didn’t help her, wanting to hear her true thoughts.
Be it taking advantage of her drunken state or using coercion, he wasn’t 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.
“I’ll call you Mother Teresa, the saviour!”
George was speechless,
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