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"Did I hear that right? Live ammo? Oh my god, who can refuse guns!" "The instructor said it's like a real battlefield, does that mean there'll be tanks and fighter jets too?" "This is so cool, I can't wait!" The excited chatter around them was nonstop, making the three people sitting quietly in the last row look a bit stunned.

They really couldn't get excited. Anthony and Lucius, both from military families, had grown up in army camps. Not to mention simulated battlefields, their elders had even sent them to real battlefields abroad to toughen them up..

As for Milly...

Her face turned pale in an instant. Hearing about a simulated real battlefield made' her think of the smoke and heaps of corpses, making it hard for her to breathe, as if she had actually experienced that terrifying scene before. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Milly, are you okay?" Anthony noticed her pale face and asked worriedly.

It took a while, but Milly finally calmed down from her fear. She took a deep. breath and waved her hand. “I'm fine." Even though she said that, the scene in her mind felt ay too real.

The choking smell of gunpowder, the tingling in her palm from firing a handgun, and the pain of being shot It all felt like sh had actually lived through it before.

But how could that be possible? Before she ended up in this book, she lived in a peaceful tand had never experienced anything like that. The original character in the story also lived in a peaceful era.

Ca hangould thara uiui mamorine ha avalainadı 1/4 Chapter 274 The Worn Out George Were they really just her imagination? After school that afternoon.

Anthony and Milly didn't stay in the dorms. Jordan had set up an apartment. nearby for them, so they could just head there to rest in the evenings.

But since Xavier had offended Anthony, Anthony decided not to go back right after school. He claimed he needed to reclaim his dignity, and ran off with his backpack.

Before leaving, he didn't forget his responsibility as an older brother. He called the Burnetts's driver, instructing him to pick up Milly before leaving. As for himself, he would take a taxi hlater.

As soon as Milly left the classroom, she saw Lucius following her.

She frowned. "Aren't you staying in the dorm? Why aren't you going back there?" Lucius naturally took her backpack and slung it over his shoulder. His handsface remained expressionless. "I'll walk you out of the school first." Milly instinctively pulled back. "Huh?" If it were someone else offering to walk her out, she might have believed it, but Lucius...

She couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't just offering to escort her out of school, but rather to lead her into the woods to cut her throat.

Seeing her hesitate, Lucius frowned, showing a cold expression. "Friends should help each other, and guys should look out for girls." Why did that sound so off? It sounded like something kids would say to each other.

At that moment, Lucius stepped closer to her again, pulling back the distance from before. “Let's go." Seeing his determination, Milly had no choice but to follow along.

Later, when she meets Stephanie, she vows to stick to the original plot of the book and push Lucius away again, preventing him from lingering around her and 2/4 Chapter 274 The Worn Out George making her fear his potential to turn bad.

As they reached the school gate, she spotted a smartly dressed man waving excitedly at her from a distance, as if afraid she wouldn't see him. “Ms. Milly! Ms. Milly, over here!” It was Danny.

What's he doing here? Luckily, his voice wasn't too loud, so only Milly noticed and hurried over. "Mr. Jarvis, what's up? Are you looking for me?" Danny glanced at Lucius beside her, looking briefly surprised before his calm smile returned. "Ms. Milly, Mr. Tate just got back from abroad and wants to talk to you about something." Milly blinked. George has returned? Since they parted ways at the temple, it had been a long tsince she'd seen him. He'd mentioned going abroad for something, but she didn't realise it would take this long.

"Where is he?" "He's in the small alley to the right of the first traffic light," Danny said. "Mr. Tate thought it would be better to keep things low-key, considering your career." Hearing Danny's words, a slight, unnoticed flicker of joy passed through Milly. "Okay, I'll head over there now." Just as she took a step forward, Milly heard Danny stop Lucius beside her. "Mr.

Scathings, Mr. Tate has instructed that only Ms. Milly should go over. It's better for you to wait here for now." George arrived in a low-key Mercedes this time, completely concealing the fact that the CEO of the prestigious Tate family was inside.

The driver, sharp-eyed, hopped out and opened her door.

As soon as Milly stepped inside, she was amazed by the interior setup, spacious 3/4 Chapter 274 The Worn Out George.

seats with built-in massage functions, soft velvet carpets underneath, and a faint aroma dif sleep-inducing incense filling the cabin. Despite its discreet exterior, the car had been completely customised and didn't match its low-key appearance at all. The driver slowly raised the soundproof partition, creating a quiet private space for them.

George seemed to hear the sound, initially reclined with his eyes closed in the back seat, and slowly opened his eyes.

Milly finally noticed how he looked: bloodshot eyes and dark circles, om showing he hadn't slept well, and noticeably thinner after just one trip out. He seemed completely different from the lively CEO she remembered. George's voice was rough. "You're here." Milly nodded quietly and took a seat across from him. Unable to hold back, she said, "If you're tired, you can rest first. We can talk about whatever it is later."

George straightened up, rubbing his temples with his fingers to ease the soreness and thropping Fatigue before speaking. "It's alright, just had a lot on my plate these days, so I haven't rested well.” "But you really look worn out. I think you should take a nap," Milly said.

Even using the term "worn out," Milly felt she was being too subtle. He didn't just look worn out, he seemed utterly drained, as if his spirit had been completely depleted.

"No need," George replied. "But if I could recharge, that would be more effective than sleep."