Chapter 118
Chapter 118 The Wrong Ms But
He spun in circles three times and then startedughing, saying, “Haha, patience really does pay
off. I suspected she was just putting on a show,pletely overestimating her abilities. I was
correct!”
As he spoke, he excitedly rushed over to Stephanie, snatched the receipt from her hand, and took a
nce. Upon seeing what it was, he sneered mockingly, “Ha, a fruit basket and milk tea, huh? Tsk
tsk tsk, how stingy.”
Speaking with contempt, he returned the receipt to Stephanie.
In truth, the number of crew members participating in the shoot wasn’t small. If everyone is given
gifts, these fruit baskets and milk teas would still cost a considerable amount of money.
Normally, these gifts would have been warmly received. But the issue was that someone had
already given. an extravagant gift, making these look cheap in contrast.
Amidst the murmurs, Stephanic clutched the receipt, her expression twisted with frustration and
shame.
Just a short while ago, the room was filled with praise and envy, but now it was thick with
usations and mockery.
After the first delivery driver finished bringing in the luxurious goods, he walked over to Stephanie
with a grin, “Ms. But, everything has been delivered. I’ll be on my way now.”
Stephanie stayed quiet, her face flushing from pale to red.
A nearby crew member gently reminded the driver, “Excuse me, would you mind verifying the
receipt first? Don’t sign the wrong name. These items are quite expensive, and it would be
troublesome if they were delivered to the wrong person.”
As those words hung in the air, a palpable tension gripped the surroundings.
The crew, fearing the repercussions of a misdelivery by the driver, understood the weight of their
responsibility. After all, the cost of these luxury items equated to several years earnings for the
average
citizen.
However, what was meant as a simple reminder, when it reached Stephanie, morphed into
derision.
With a venomous re directed towards the crew member, her eyes seemed to beced with
poison.
Moments ago, as they received their luxury goods, each person was as radiant as a blooming
flower. But now, faced with a change in circumstances, they swiftly changed sides, truly
exemplifying the fickleness of human naturel
The crew member, caught in the crossfire of Stephanie’s gaze, recoiled in fear, unable to muster
another word. After all, he was just an ordinary person, and to the Buts, crushing him would be
as effortless as squashing an ant.
Luckily, the driver took heed of his words and indeed retrieved the receipt, giving it another once–
over.
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Stephanie’s signature resembled that of a celebrity–artistic, yet hasty and ostentatious, rendering it
nearly illegible.
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had no choice but to approach Stephanie with the receipt in hand, smiling as he spoke, “Ms.
But, perhaps it’s best to avoid cursive writing. I can’t read the name ‘Milly But‘ you’ve
penned down. If I return with this, the boss will deduct money. How about you give me a non–
cursive signature instead?”
The crowd burst intoughter at the sight.
Among theughter, Joy, with the most exuberant chuckles, finally released her pent–up
frustration.
With a deliberately loud voice, she eximed, “Sir, you’ve got the wrong person! She’s not Milly
But. Thisdy over here is the real Milly But.”
With a pointed finger, she indicated towards Milly seated nearby.
Hmph! Just a moment ago, she was rushing to im it as a gift for herself, unting and mocking us
in front of everyone. And now? She’s embarrassing herself!
She got what she deserved!
The driver’s eyes widened in rm, a wave of realisation washing over him as he stared at
Stephanie, his gaze heavy with reproach. “What? You’re not Ms. But?
“If you’re not Ms. But, why did you sign it like that? If it weren’t for someone’s reminder, if this
delivery had truly gone awry, with so much money at stake, it could have cost me my family’s
livelihood! How could you be so heartless?”
Stephanie’s chest heaved with anger, her fury threatening to shatter her teeth.
I endured mocking from the crew, yet why must this unpleasant driver ridicule me? Who does he
believe himself to be?
After Milly signed the receipt and handed over it to the driver, the driver departed with a lingering
sense of dread, casting a scowl at Stephanie before departing.
Observing the entire episode, the helicopter pilots from the FW Helicopter Squadron also witnessed
the event unfold. Theirmander advanced, approached Milly, and rendered a salute.
“Ms. But, we apologise sincerely for our oversight in mistaking your identity moments ago. Are
you avable at the moment? We require your fingerprints immediately, Would that be suitable for
you?”
Before Milly could respond, she was enthusiastically seized by Joy, “Ms. Milly is avable. She is
extremely avable right now!”
Milly was speechless.
“Ding! Fingerprint input sessful, FW Helicopter is at your service.”
With the chime of the smart device, the fingerprint input confirmed its sess.
Abruptly, Isaac pivoted and strode towards Stephanie, his tone icy as he uttered, “Miss, kindly hand
back the helicopter key.”
At that instant, all eyes were drawn to Stephanie, who clutched the gift box enclosing the helicopter
key tightly, provoking a derisive response from the bystanders.
Realising the situation, Stephanie promptly handed the box.
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Isaac opened the box and took out the helicopter key adorned with gemstones. He pressed a
specific spot within the helicopter cockpit, and a ‘ding” resonated, followed by the inscription ‘Milly
But‘ emerging on the gemstone.
Observing this spectacle, everyone disyed expressions of profound amazement.
Ah, this is how it’s done.
Such remarkable technological advancements indeed.
Isaac passed the key to Milly, remarking, “Ms. But, this key is the unique private key of the FW
Helicopter Squadron. Activating these twelve helicopters entails a two–step process: utilising the
key and employing the fingerprint, both are indispensable.
“Finally, the FW Helicopter Squadron will serve only you. Salute!”
With a profound and dignified directive, those behind him also rendered a salute in perfect unison.
They are distinguished and well–organised.
Despite Oliver’s prior experience flying helicopters during missions, he had never encountered such
advanced technology in helicopters. His gaze brightened, and he approached Milly, requesting.
“Ms. Milly, I’m eager to test out this high–tech helicopter. Would you allow me to take it for a spin?”
Beside her. Joy also gazed at her with gleaming eyes. “Boss, I’m keen to take flight too. I’ve never
had the chance to ride in a helicopter before.”
Milly remained silent, contemting her response.
Do they think this is some sort of amusement park or something?
Rubbing her forehead, Milly remarked, ‘Let’splete the shooting first, and afterwards, we can
take a few rounds in the air.”
“Sure!” the duo readily concurred.
The others nearby, due to their less favourable rtionship with Milly, could only envy them, and
the nces they directed at Stephanie seemed somewhat altered.
Surrounded by piercing stares, Stephanie felt her fingers digging fiercely into her palm, her face
contorted in anger as she stood motionless, ring fiercely at the smiling Milly.
It’s all because of Milly!
Absolutely, it was all orchestrated by her!
If it weren’t for her, how could I have received the wrong gift? If it weren’t for her, how could I have
faced such humiliation in front of everyone? It’s all her doing, she’s manipting me for her own
benefit.
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