As Millie went to handle the discharge paperwork, she passed by a ward where Nancy called out to her.

“Millie, stop!”

Turning, Millie saw a middle-aged man and woman standing beside Nancy.

Upon noticing Millie’s unwillingness to enter, Nancy’s voice dripped with scorn.

“You don’t dare to come in after doing something wrong? Millie, I really look down upon you.”

Millie’s eyes flicked to Nancy’s injured hand, thinking that she got what she deserved.

Finally, she stepped into the ward. If she wasn’t mistaken, the middle-aged couple were Mr. Fairclough and his wife, whom she recognized from a newspaper.

so funny. You clearly lifted a stone only to drop it on your own foot-or rather,

had pieced together the events of the previous night. Had Marcus not intervened, the henchmen under Rhea and Nancy’s command would not

Nancy had rushed forward to take the blow. What Nancy truly wanted was for Marcus to lay blame on Millie, but he surprisingly

“You…”

at Millie’s audacity to mock

present, she would have leaped out of bed to slap

swift control, Nancy composed herself, adopting a pitiful expression as she turned to the people next

and Mrs. Fairclough, please

exchanged glances

hand?” Mr. Fairclough asked, his

sharp, Millie noted, as if piercing through

who smashed my hand with a chair,” Nancy said, lowering her head and speaking in a feeble voice. “She knew well that I’ve

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