A Film Queen

Chapter 65 Just Call My NThe usual disorderly man unexpectedly looked downcast, his eyes swiftly reddening.

Before dwelling in self-pity for an extended period, a sharp smack snapped him back to reality.

"D*mn it! I was curious why your behaviour was odd carlier. Apparently, you were lost in thoughts about my boss! I'll teach you a lesson today!" William resembled an enraged lion, lifting his fist to deliver a blow.

Ken refrained from retaliating, opting instead to shield his head and dodge, expressing genuine distress. "Anthony, there's been a misunderstanding. How could I ever entertain thoughts about your boss?" William scoffed. "Milly is my boss. Are you implying that you never harboured fantasies about her? You ordinary people, how dare you presyourselves worthy of the unmatched beauty of my boss?" Ken furrowed his brow, looking up at him. "Isn't Milly your sister?" William's raised hand froze mid-motion.

Oh, to Ken, he appeared to be Milly's brother, Anthony.

"Um, my surnis Tate, my first nis William, and my alias is Anthony." Furthermore, whenever he skipped class and got caught, he would provide the nAnthony to the disciplinary committee. This nproved useful, and technically, he was also partly Anthony.

Since I was partially Anthony, what was the harm in sometimes being called that? At this moment, Ken's eyes widened in disbelief, a sense of dread overcoming him. "Then who is the real Anthony?" he asked..

William pursed his lips and said, "Yeah, you just beat up that guy." Ken's pupils dilated immediately, utterly shocked, his face turning pale.

What had I done? No to wonder my Angel was so enraged earlier! I had actually hit my brother-in-law? Ken's knees buckled. Forgetting his pride, he scrambled to the window, pleading. "My angel, forgive me. I had no idea he was your brother. I acted rashly. I promise I won't fight again." Milly felt a headache forming from his babbling.

Now, the whole class was staring at her. Despite her usual composure, she didn't want to be the centre of attention.

Inhaling deeply, she halted his fragmented speech. "Okay, I get it. You can return now. Our class will begin. Ken paused. "What about my birthday party you promisedbefore?" "Since I made a promise, I'll keep it. Hopefully, this visit will finally resolve matters with this troubles68% Chapter 65 Just Call My NKen's face lit up with a wide grin, showcasing his teeth, as he returned to his youthful, innocent demeanour. That's awesome! I knew you wouldn't letdown, hehe." Milly raised an eyebrow at him. "If you don't leave right away, I might reconsider." "Alright, alright, I'm heading out now!" Before he could finish his sentence, he had already dashed five hundred metres away.

He truly deserved to be an athlete.

Milly finally exhaled a sigh of relief. The elders were right. Handling young people was indeed draining.

But before she could ease into relaxation, her tranquillity was abruptly shattered by the looming presence of two figures.

Anthony furrowed his brow and positioned himself before her desk. "What did you promise him?" William, with a steamed bun left untouched, fixed her with an intense glare. “Tell us, what are your planning to do?" Milly gazed helplessly at them. “Don't fret. It's nothing serious. He merely extended an invitation to his birthday party, which I had already accepted beforehand. It wouldn't be proper to renege on my word." Though her excitement for the party was lacking, she had made a promise. Reneging now would only add to the awkwardness. Besides, she reasoned, she could simply deliver the gift and make a swift exit.

However, Anthony and William remained resolute in their opposition.

"No, you mustn't go. That guy undoubtedly harbours ulterior motives, Anthony asserted firmly.

William echoed his sentiment. "Precisely, you can't attend." Milly couldn't help but find amusement in the way the two of them were behaving. It was as if they were treating her like a delicate porcelain doll, fearing she might shatter the moment they averted their gaze.

"I didn't ask either of you to accompany me. I assure you, I'm perfectly capable of handling myself," she reassured them.

Anthony's hand slammed down on the table with a resounding thud. “I've made my decision, and it's final. As your brother, you have to listen to me!" William, refusing to be outdone, brought his hand down on the table with a sharp clap. "I may be your.... subordinate, and I may heed your advice, but if you choose to go, I'll lose respect for you!" Milly's silence lingered for a moment.

Feeling increasingly embarrassed by their behaviour, she couldn't help but wonder. What on earth was going on?! On a Saturday afternoon, Milly received a message from Ken.

After pondering for a while, she opted not to inform Anthony and hailed a taxi to the specified location.

12:45 Sun, 23 Junt.

Chapter 65 Just Call My N68% It was the Paramount Hotel, a renowned five-star establishment under the Fitzgeralds' business domain. Despite being aware of the hotel's reputation for opulence, she couldn't help but feel taken aback by the lavish decor as she stood at the entrance.

It was no surprise that Ken exuded such confidence and arrogance. With a family background like his, maintaining a low profile was likely out of the question.

Before Milly could step inside, she spotted a tall figure eagerly waving at her from the entrance. "Angel, cover here!" His enthusiastic voice drew the gaze of numerous passersby. Even those across the commercial street couldn't resist stealing a glance to catch sight of this supposed angel.

Milly, who prided herself on her mental fortitude, wished she could disappear into a hole at that moment.

Unaware of her inner turmoil, Ken dashed over eagerly like an om exuberant husky, his face flushed.

Whether from the heat or his sprint, it was hard to tell. "Angel, you look stunning today." Milly raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Stunning!

Today, she was simply wearing a white t-shirt and shorts, her hair tied up in a casual manner, almost identical to her usual school attire.

Which eye did he use to perceive her as dressed up? "Stop callingAngel from now on. Just use my name. Being called Angel always felt strange." "Your name?"

The sudden joy left Ken utterly stunned. His eyes widened with with m excitement, and his already bashful face turned so red that it looked like it might start bleeding. "Can... can I really call you by your name?" Did my angel permittingto use her nmean that the gap between us was narrowing? Oh my god, am I dreaming? Milly couldn't fathom why he was so thrilled. Isn't it normal to address someone by their name? Calling someone an angel isn't exactly appropriate, is it? "Sure, from now on, just callby my name." Though he was tall, Ken suddenly appeared shy. He hesitated, then awkwardly murmured, "Mil..." Milly frowned, correcting him, "It's Milly!" Ken's face fell slightly. "Alright, Milly." Milly handed him the gift box, speaking formally, "Here is your birthday present. Thank you for invitingto your party, but I have another appointment and need to leave now."