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“Ah–woo?”ApolloseemedtounderstandherfurrowedbrowandstaredintenselyatGeorgewalkingaheadofthem.
Suddenly,hiseyesturnedfromlightpinktobloodshotashewhimperedandgrittedhisteeth,aboutto
<b>pounce</b>.
Feelinghismurderousintent,Millytightenedhergriponhis wrist.“Whatareyoudoing?”
ApolloredfiercelyatGeorge’sback,showinghisteeth.“Ah–wool”
Itmeant,/7/killGeorge<b>so</b>youwon’tbeupsetanymore!
Millysighedand begantoeducatehimseriously.“Youcan’thurthim.He’sabigshot.Youmustrespect
him.
Shehadn’tforgottenthatshestillowedGeorge135million!
Shewasextremelyindebtedtohim!
“Ah–<b>woo</b>…”
“Goodboy,”Millysaid.
Meanwhile,Georgelistenedtotheirconversation,feelingspeechless<b>as</b>awaveoffrustrationwashedoverhim.
Hehadbeenworkinghardtopretendhewasn’tinterestedinher,anditseemedtobeworkingsofar.Atleast,Millywasn’tpushingbackagainsthimandwasevenwillingtolethimgetcloser.But…
Ifthiscontinued,shewouldstarttoonlyseehimasafriendandwouldneverdevelopfeelingsforhiminthefuture.
Someday,shemightbringaguyhomeandsaythatshelovedhim,justlikeshedidwithApollo
Uponthatthought,George’seyesdarkenedoricemoreashisexpressiongrewgrimmer.Heexudedamurderousaura.
No,<i>I</i>can’tletthathappen!
Justthinkingaboutitissuffocating.
I<i>need</i><i>to</i>changemyapproach.Gradualprogressisgood,butsometimesIhavetotake<i>bold</i>actiontospeedthingsup.
Inthecar<b>.</b>Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.
Watching thesceneryoutsiderecede<b>as</b>theydroveawayfromthe<b>Tate’s</b>Mansion,Milly<b>grew</b>anxious,
AlthoughApollolooksnormal,histrue<i>identity</i>remainsunclearWilltheButsepthim?
I’mnotworriedaboutJordan,butGrandpamightbeadifferentstory.
Apollo,rememberwhatItoldyou?Whenwegethome,becalmandrespectful,anddon’tgetupsercarokavi:Millyremindedhimanxiously-
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“Ah–woo?”
Apollodidn’tunderstandthewords,buthesensedherworryandrubbedhisfaceagainstherhandaffectionately.“Ah–woo,ah–woo!”
JustastheyarrivedattheButs‘viandwereabouttogetoutofthecar,theyheardaloudroar.
“Cheater!Ihopeyourotinhell!”
Millywasdumbfounded.
Thatvoice….
AsshepulledApollooutofthecar,shesawPhilipstandingbeforeher,rosaryinonehandandacaneintheother.IfAnthonyhadn’theldhimback,hewouldhavelikelshedoutinanger.
Andthepersonhewaspointingthecaneatwasanotherelderlymanwithgreying hair,holdingamajesticTibetanMastiff.
“Philip,youshouldn’tactlikeachildatyourage.Weshouldadmitdefeat.SinceIwon,I’mtheGoldChessMaster,<b>and</b>youcanonlybetheSilverChessMaster.”
<b>“</b>Bah!Youwinbecauseyoucheated<b>,</b>andyou’recallingyourselftheGoldChessMaster?Whataninsulttothetitle!”
Millywasspeechless.
Thiswasherfirsttimeseeingtwooldmenargueso aggressively.Areargumentsbetweenoldpeoplethisintense?
It’ssosimrtokidsarguing!
ButshequicklychangedhermindwhenshesawPhilip’sangergrow.Hisbeardbristledwithrageashehissed,“Philip,Iknewyouwouldn’tadmitdefeat.That’swhyIbroughtmygrandsonheretosettlethe
score!”
Thegrandsonhementioned<b>was</b>theTibetanMastiffheheldinhishand.Hehadraisedthatdogfromayoungageandtreateditlikehisowngrandson.
Philipwassoworkedupthathejumpedandswunghiscanearoundfiercely.Hischestheavedwithemotionashespat,“Hmph!Youhaveagrandson,huh?Well,sodoI!I’llhavemygrandsopetewith.yourstoseewho’sbetter!Anthony,gethim!”
Anthonywasstunned.“Um…Grandpa?Areyouserious?That’saTibetanMastiff!”
Philipsawhimtakeastepbackandgrewevenangrier.“Areallthesedaysoftrainingfor nothing?Asasoldier,youshouldhavethecouragetomoveforward!”
Afterscoldinghimloudly,heleanedinandwhisperedinAnthony’scar,“Mygoodboy<b>,</b>winthe‘GoldChessMaster‘titlebackforme,andI’llbuyyouabigne!”
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