Chapter 3
As Milly contemted the situation, a look of innocence graced her features. “Alright, you’re correct.
I will leave now so as not to upset Mom.” It’s just acting. I’m an award-winning actress. Like hell, this
little b*tch can win. Upon hearing Milly’s agreement, Stephanie smiled and gracefully excused
herself, heading towards the main hall without noticing the change in expression on her sister’s
face. As Stephanie walked away, holding up her skirt, Milly smirked to herself. The show’s about to
start. Instead of following Stephanie’s directions, Milly turned in the opposite direction, recalling from
the book she had read that at this very banquet, Andrew had suffered a fatal heart attack in the
backyard, leading to the downfall of the Buts.
The Tates were a prestigious n, and the patriarch, a former general who had defended the nation
with valour, waster appointed as the Grand General. A man whose very presence could shake
the nation. However, he was a recluse who preferred solitude, which was why he was alone in the
backyard. Judging by the time, it was almost time. True to her expectations, as she approached the
backyard, she spotted an elderly man with white hair clutching his chest in pain, emitting a
distressing sound. Hurrying forward, Milly patted the man’s chest with one hand while inquiring, “Sir,
where is your medication?” Struggling, Andrew pointed weakly to his pocket, hisplexion
growing paler by the moment. Quickly retrieving a small bottle from his pocket, Milly administered
two pills into the old man’s mouth. However, his consciousness was fading, and he made no effort
to swallow. Observing a water tap nearby, Milly plucked arge leaf without hesitation, fetched some
water, and gently helped the old man swallow the pills. With the aid of water, the pills went down
smoothly, and Andrew looked morefortable. Gazing at the elderly man’s dignified face, Milly
marvelled at his majestic presence, truly befitting the title of a great general. Upon regaining
consciousness, instead of expressing gratitude, Andrew noticed the leaf and water tap, furrowing
his brow as he scolded sternly, “How dare you offer me water there?” Milly was taken aback. The
book had indeed mentioned Andrew’s peculiar temperament, and it seemed urate. Even in this
critical moment, his focus remained on the water.
“Given the choice between saving a life and drinking rainwater from a puddle, I would choose the
latter without hesitation!” She held her head high, her eyes exuding a calm and wise light. In that
moment, even in the depths of darkness, she shone brightly. Upon hearing her words, Andrew
trembled, as if transported back to his youthful days on the battlefield. He was on an expanse of
prairie, and his squad leader gave the whole squad the same look. “We’ll eat shoes and tree bark if
it means we can stay alive.” In a voice filled with emotion, he spoke. “Girl, what is your name?” Milly
replied calmly, “I am Milly.” Upon hearing her name, Andrew paused, then eximed, “Ah, you are
the girl from the Buts!” Milly was puzzled. I just returned to the family. Why does Andrew know
me? “Good child, good child.” Andrew’s fondness for Milly grew as he gazed at her. “Why are you
not in the hall but here?” Milly blinked and softly exined, “My sister asked me to retrieve our
mother’s redwood box, but I … don’t know the way.” She handled the awkward situation gracefully.
Andrew already held a positive opinion of her, and upon seeing her embarrassed expression, his
sense of justice red up, scolding, “This is preposterous. You’ve just returned, and you’re already
being ordered around.” “I’lle with you. I’ve visited the Buts a few times, so I’m somewhat
familiar.” With her objective aplished, Milly smiled gratefully and said, “Thank you, sir.” … On
the journey back, Andrew carried the redwood box, while Milly assisted by pushing the wheelchair.
They appeared to share a sense of familiarity, as if they had known each other for a long time. Upon
reaching the entrance of the hall, the bustling noise from inside reached her ears, along with faint
calls of Milly’s name. A cold glint shed in Milly’s eyes hidden beneath her bangs, and the corner
of her lips involuntarily curled up. The scheming has begun? However, outwardly, she remained
remarkablyposed, leaning down to whisper to Andrew, “Sir, please wait here. It seems like
Mom and my sister are calling for me, I’ll go check.” Before Andrew could respond, she swiftly
grabbed a box and lifted her skirt as she hurried off. Just as in the storybook, Stephanie anxiously
stood beside Olivia. “Mom, don’t worry. She should be here soon.” The woman beside Stephanie
wore a light-coloured bodycon dress, her hair elegantly tied up. Milly stood frozen, her eyes fixed on
the woman before her, trembling uncontrobly …
She looked just like Milly’s mother in real life. s, her mother died of cancer before they could
meet for thest time. “Mom … ” Milly stood rooted to the spot, afraid to approach, fearing this sight
was a mirage. Olivia gazed at her tearful daughter, feeling a pang in her heart. After all, she was her
own flesh and blood. She gently waved her hand and softly said, “Milly, you’re here. Come to me.”This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.
Milly bit her lip, holding back the urge to embrace her and weep, and slowly made her way towards
her. It’s Mom … it’s truly Mom …
Stephanie narrowed her eyes, her red nails digging into her palm. I warned her not to call Mom that.
What is going on? Mom only shows no affection for her because she won’t call her Mom. Now that
she’s doing that, Mom’s getting soft. No! The n hase this far, it can’t fail now! With that in
mind, she took a deep breath and adopted an innocent expression. “Milly, you’ve arrived just in
time. I was so frightened earlier, and it’s my fault for not looking out for you. Don’t get lost in the
residence right after your arrival.” The way she phrased it, she was clearly indicating that Milly was
an outsider? “Oh, and Milly, where’s the hairpin you were getting Mom?” Stephanie inquired. Milly
took a deep breath, suppressing all emotions within her, knowing that the show must go on.