Nancy had delivered the design draft to Marcus’ house the previous night, receiving approval from the Fairclough family. They awaited her final draft, but now, with her hand injured by the chair, she could no longer work on it.

Marcus’ gaze settled on Millie. Expecting her to be at home, he had been surprised to find her in the bar, gripping the chair with fierce determination.

“What’s going on?” he questioned Millie.

Millie noticed there was no condemnation in his eyes. Did he trust her?

“I overheard you say you didn’t mean to hit her. Who were you aiming at?” he probed, sensing that Millie wouldn’t brandish a chair without provocation.

Someone must have threatened her.

His words warmed Millie’s heart.

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“Someone tried to make me drink, so I picked up the chair to defend myself.”

eyes narrowed, his

to make you

reeled. Marcus seemed unconcerned with her injury, despite her role as

attention was consumed by

This couldn’t be happening.

pain. Please, take me

attempted to

voice was icy as

her to

Nancy’s dissatisfaction was palpable.

the company, her injured hand

very fond of the starry

Marcus barely glanced at her

The Thomas Group won’t fall

What was he implying?

gave way to a strained smile after a long

“Very well.”

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