Meanwhile, Millie, immersed in her tasks, was interrupted by a call from Celeste.

Cold and curt, Celeste’s voice pierced through the receiver, “Meet me at the café downstairs. Don’t dawdle.”

Millie sighed, her anticipation heavy with unease. Celeste’s tone carried the telltale signs of discord. It appeared a confrontation of an unpleasant nature awaited her.

However, obligation compelled her attendance.

With determination, Millie rose from her seat and descended the staircase to the ground floor.

Seated by the window, Celeste tracked Millie’s approach, her brow furrowing in displeasure.

Unexpectedly, Millie had found her way into the Thomas Group. The woman Celeste had endeavored to expel was now entrenched within the company’s ranks, a disconcerting departure from her intentions.

made his

Millie addressed her, easing into

remained fixed on the coffee she stirred, a deliberate

granted you the privilege of being a

on her chest. The emblem was an aspiration

earned my place based on merit,” Millie

gaze, a frigid blade, met Millie’s as she lifted her badge off her

the imprint of Marcus. Your high scores

cheeks crimson, though Millie remained

advise you to

much like that which defied the prospect of divorce before—a

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