A Film Queen

Chapter 22 5 Matthew 

Jordan had no intention of indefinitely imposing his plans on her. He tousled her hair lovingly and assured her. “No need to rush. The company’s in a shaky state right now, and I won’t let you get caught up in that mess just yet. Once I take care of everything, you can take on a figurehead role with an easy job. 

“For now, do what makes you happy–acting, studying, whatever you want. I’ve got your back, so there’s nothing to worry about” 

Milly asked, Jordan, can I choose not to go?” 

Jordan was unwavering. “No.” 

He had to be resolute. People outside were gossiping about Milly, mocking her for being overshadowed by 

an adopted daughte 

Jordan had initially planned to send Stephanie back to her biological parents once they were found, but she had cleverly secured Philip’s support before he could do anything, thwarting his plans. 

Unable to oppose her directly, Jordan was forced to shift focus. 

He planned to acquire all the shares and transfer them to Milly. He aimed to establish Milly as the true Burnett heiress and silence the critics. 

He might not have cared about the rumors, but he heard them all and was affected by them. Anything concerning Milly was noted, and he planned to make them pay back tenfold someday. 

Milly sighed in resignation at Jordan’s firm stance. 

Why is he assuming that I want to be a CEO? Do I look like I’m driven by money? 

Hmm… but I do have a liking for money, after all…. 

Milly had lashed out at Apollo carlier in the day, so at night, Milly was stuck with him clinging to her for a long while, afraid she might abandon him. 

Even as bedtime approached, he held onto her sleeve tightly, fearful she would leave if he closed his eyes. 

Left with no choice, Milly had to reassure him repeatedly until her lips felt sore. It was only after his fear subsided and he fell asleep that she quietly opened the door and slipped away from the room. 

Her room was quite a distance from Apollo’s, down a corridor. 

Approaching her room, she sensed something was amiss. 

A monk had told her that her room had never been occupied before, and there were few visitors at this hour, so it shouldn’t have been rented out. Yet, the lights were clearly on inside. 

Who could be in there? 

Milly narrowed her eyes, grabbed a sturdy stick for self–defense, and cautiously pushed the wooden door 

open. 

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Creak…. 

The faint sound of the door opening seemed unusually loud in the silent night. 

As the door swung open, a figure lunged at her. “You’re finally back- 

Thud! 

“Ouch, that hurts!” 

Without hesitation, Milly brought the stick down hard on the intruder’s head, swift and resolute. 

Are these the audacious tactics thieves use now? Instead of fleeing, they’re confronting me directly. That’s just asking for trouble! 

“Who are you, and what are you doing in my room? Spill!” 

The monastery was ancient, with rooms dating back to the founding of the nation, so the lighting was dim. Milly prodded the intruder writhing on the floor in pain with her stick. 

As she prodded him, the intruder’s face became visible. 

An eerie silence filled the room…. 

With a thud, Milly’s stick slipped from her hand as she stared in disbelief at the man clutching his head. “Matthew?” she asked hesitantly. 

Matthew had always had a bad temper. Rubbing his still–aching forehead, he snapped angrily, “Are you crazy? Do you always attack first without checking?” 

Milly bit her lip, feeling guilty as she helped him to a chair, murmuring. “If I waited to see clearly, it would have been too late. I had to catch you off guard” 

Matthew, regaining composure, retorted. “Think for once. Who would steal from a poor monastery? What would they even take? Offerings or the temple block?” 

Milly wasn’t sure what to say. 

It’s my first time in a monastery. How would I know if there were thieves or not? 

Hold on a minute. Why am I getting sidetracked? 

He entered my room uninvited, yet he’s blaming me for overreacting. How is this my fault? 

Milly raised an eyebrow. “Wait, you’re the one who came into my room without permission. Explain yourself. Why are you here?” 

We aren’t close enough for surprise visits. 

Moreover, he seems to dislike me. Why isn’t he with Stephanie instead? 

Something’s fishy about this! 

Matthew looked uncomfortable for a moment before clearing his throat, as if hiding something. After a name he aid “Um I came to bring you something 

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Milly narrowed her eyes, skeptical. “For me? Really?” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

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Matthew, an impatient man, slammed the table and stood up when Milly was doubtful. “What’s with that attitude? I bring you something and you act like this? Do you think I’d harm you?” 

Milly nodded. “Who knows?” 

There’s always an ulterior motive when someone who’s usually unkind to me is suddenly being so nice. 

Matthew was even more furious. It was the first time he personally delivered something to someone. Usually, even Stephanie’s gifts were delivered by servants due to his busy schedule. Yet now, he was met with mockery when presenting his gift in person for the first time! 

His anger surged, and he pointed at Milly, trembling with rage, “You’re so ungrateful! I’m your brother! Isn’t it natural for me to bring you things? You’re the one who’s being paranoid, thinking the worst about others!” 

Milly sneered. Did he learn this reverse psychology from Stephanie? 

“Matthew, you must be confused. Do you think we’re close enough for you to bring me things? 

“The first time we met, you threw my things out of my room. Anthony had to bring them back. The second time, you lashed out at me for no reason, saying that I didn’t understand art and ruined your artwork. Now, the third time, you show up unannounced and call me ungrateful. 

“What exactly have you done to earn my trust? And what did you bring me? Poison or weed killer? Matthew, considering all this, the fact that I still address you by name is already more respect than you deserve. Don’t you think?” 

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