Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

The visitor was Murray's assistant.

He mentioned that Mr. Sherwood had left some crucial documents in his study and had sent him to retrieve them.

Given their importance to company secrets and the urgency, Beverley hurriedly led him to the study.

"Is this the one?"

Assistant: "Should be, yes."

"Great, better rush it over to Murray, then."

Millie dawdled her way towards the guest bedroom, pretending to casually pass by the two, when suddenly, she noticed the study door was ajar.

Looking around and finding the upstairs hallway eerily quiet, Beverley must have escorted the visitor downstairs by now.

With a sly glance, she gently pushed the door open...

The study boasted a Western-style L-shaped bookcase, crammed from top to bottom with neatly arranged files.

By the window stood a coffee table, topped with a set of walnut wood coffee service.

To the left, a light-colored solid wood desk harbored a pencil holder and a few scattered books.

than Sadie, who came in for cleaning on a schedule, the study

was expressly forbidden from getting

she was,

a smug satisfaction, Millie approached the desk to

and glanced at a sheet from inside - it was full of professional jargon and figures she didn't

it was but curious, she took a single page out and tucked it

footsteps, echoed, "Sadie, where's Millie? Wasn't she just here? Where could she

hurriedly left the study before Beverley could

wall, she took out her phone, pretending to browse

frowned, "Didn't you say you were going to sunbathe? How did you

a weak smile,

anymore. You know how we pregnant women have a hard time with the

en

of speaking, annoying as it was, she chose not to make a

Millie just smirked.

evening, Murray made a

to grab two sets

Suddenly, his actions paused.

the company used standardized document holders, they were

used by these factories varied slightly in color; one was darker, the

placing the darker one on top and the lighter beneath, but now their positions were switched... Someone