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.

own foot-or rather, smash your own hand. In the end, you gained nothing. You must be filled

the previous night. Had Marcus not intervened, the henchmen under Rhea and Nancy’s command would not

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

“You…”

Millie’s audacity to mock her, clenching her

present, she would

pitiful expression as she turned to the people

and Mrs. Fairclough, please take a

Faircloughs exchanged

his eyes

Millie noted, as if piercing

lowering her head and speaking in a feeble voice. “She knew

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