DEBT ON TOP OF MARRIAGE
Chapter 43. MILLEYS

Seeing that Milley was already alone in the room, Rebecca began to approach him. Instead of getting closer to the future son-in-law, he began to prepare to attack Milley.

"Excuse me."

Rebecca was making small talk to Milley. It seemed like the easier way to approach him was to do good to him.

"Come in, Madam."

Milley got up from her seat. He was trying to be polite to Dylan's mother.

"How are you doing, Milley?"

"It's light, Madam."

"Don't call Madam, just call Mom or Mama like Dylan called me."

"Eh, yes."

"Oh, yeah, sorry if Mama interrupted your break. Mama just wants to get to know you more deeply."

"He he he, yes."

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As Rebbeca approaches Milley, Nanni overhears their conversation.

"Great, Mrs Rebbeca is approaching Miss Milley, I have to report to Jo" she said in her heart.

Feeling the situation was safe, he immediately ran to the back.

🍂Lack page.

Mr. Chryst, Andreas, Dylan is sitting in a gazebo in the middle of the park. It seems like their conversation was quite serious this time. Upon seeing Michael's arrival their conversation came to a halt.

"Is my arrival disturbing, Uncle Jo? Why is everyone quiet?"

"Not Master, it's just that they respect you."

"All right then."

After Michael arrived he immediately greeted them all.

"Good day."

"Please, sit down!" bring Mr. Chryst.

"Thank you, Mother" said Michael.

Michael's presence seems unexpected by Dylan. Seen from the way and attitude alone can be guessed.

"Why is he, Cake?" said Dylan cynically.

"Because of this project we need people behind the scenes like Michael."

"Are there no other candidates?"

Mr. Andreas doesn't seem to like Michael like his son.

"If you have another candidate, then meet me now!" said Mr. Chryst firmly.

Michael is still reading the situation. After all, Mr. Chryst has promised to keep a secret between them. Michael still holds that promise to this day.

"Why silence? There isn't, is there? This project is a very important project for our company. So the people involved in it are also the people of choice."

Mr. Chryst's words had a point, the four people fell silent for a moment. During that time Michael can comment clearly and concisely.

"Maybe it's not my capacity to speak here, but I'm just helping Mr. Chryst and keeping the project going."

"So he's not directly related to our project?"

"Right, because he only acts as a supervisor here," said Mr. Chryst firmly.

"Well, since I don't have another candidate, then I agree to involve him."

Dylan, who initially disagreed, now agreed with his grandfather. Meanwhile Mr. Andreas can't do much. His intention to include spies in this project instantly failed miserably.

Though this project is predicted to produce billions in turnover. However, in order to save his good name, he preferred to agree.

"Why is Andreas silent? Didn't you just say why Michael?"

"That means you have someone else you recommend in this project, right?"

"No, Dad. I don't have the right candidate for this big project."

"Then you agree, don't you?"

"Yes, I agree."

"Alright, we decided to include Michael in this project, albeit secretly."

Everybody nodded. If I could choose, Michael wouldn't want to be involved here at all. Just because he wanted to get closer to Milley, he accepted the unilateral decision.

Michael occasionally spread his eyes. It looks like a room with a glass window open.

"Maybe, is that Milley's room?"

Seeing Michael looking up at Milley's room made Dylan's heart heat up.

"Ohuk!"

"Ups," Michael seemed to be struck by Grandpa's words just now.

Is not he currently single, but not very genes, inwardly.

"Oh, yes. Aren't you a lecturer? Is Dylan your protege, too?" ask grandpa suddenly.

"Yes, Sir. Dylan and Milley happen to be my protege."

"What a coincidence then, I want you to also keep an eye on Dylan's thesis. If it's Milley you can teach her slowly?"

"May, sir, if Dylan doesn't mind, I'm willing."

Mr. Chryst looked at Dylan and then Andreas.

"We don't mind. Whatever grandfather planned must have gone through mature thinking."

"Thank God you agree."

Not long after that came Nanni with full courage. Actually he did not dare, but for Milley's safety, Nanni approached Jo. Seeing Nanni's arrival, Jo leaves the gazebo.

"What's wrong?"

"That's ... Mrs Rebbeca is in Miss Milley's room right now."

Jo breathed slowly. Then start talking back.

"You watch him right now, if there's anything urgent you can yell or call me."

"Good, Sir. Then excuse me."

"Hm."

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🍂 Milley Bedroom.

"What do you like about Dylan, didn't you know each other before?"

Apparently Mrs Rebbeca doesn't want to pretend much longer. What he wanted to know had to be answered right now.

"Yes, we never knew each other, it was just fate that brought us together."

Milley's short, dense and clear speech silenced Rebecca's mouth instantly. However, he did not lose his mind at this moment. Rather than getting them to know each other, he better tell Milley to go.

"What, madam doesn't like me?"

"Right, if you knew, you should have rejected this match!"

"I'm sorry, I'm poor, but I won't take any property that doesn't belong to me, ma'am."

"So, don't worry, if it bothers you, you better persuade Grandpa to cancel it."

"You-you!"

Rebbeca could only clench her hand because she lost the conversation. He could not bully Milley because it turned out Milley was a woman who was firm and strong opinion.

"I'm sorry Madam, I'm not easily bullied by anyone. I've never offended you, have I?" milley said firmly.

Rebbeca who had stepped out, had stopped her steps at this time because of Milley's words just now, but she continued to step away and did not want to turn her head for now.

"You did win for now, but not next time!" rebbeca muttered away.

After Rebbeca's departure, Milley breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally the witch is gone!"

Milley rubbed his chest slowly. But he was surprised when Nanni suddenly snatched in. It seems that he is worried at the moment.

Arriving at Milley's bed, Nanni's breathing still sounded disordered.

"Breathe first!"

"He he he .. yes."

"Oh, yeah. Miss Milley's okay, right?"

"It's okay, Nanni."

"Luckily, I'm really worried about this, Miss."

"Ah, Nanni, you don't seem to know me. If it is like that, I am used to dealing with it. Just relax, okay."

"okay, Miss. Then excuse me, let's continue to work."

"Yes." Yeah."

Nanni then bowed respectfully to Milley and hurried away.

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Actually, why does everyone not like the presence of Rebbeca, is it really very disturbing existence? Wkwkwk we see in the next update yes.