“What are you implying?”

“It’s easy for you to understand that.” With these words, Millie rose abruptly, her rapid departure leaving only a cool, dispassionate silhouette.

She was well aware that the Thomas family had provided the Browns with a generous gift for Millie’s union with Marcus, followed by a substantial investment into the family business one month post-wedding.

“Hold on! That money was funneled into the business to offset our deficits. You’d better not meddle with those funds.”

Gianna’s shrill admonition echoed behind Millie, her refusal to relinquish a single penny palpable.

Emerging from the establishment, Millie maintained a brisk pace, her rapid strides a physical outlet for her simmering rage.

Grandma’s surgery seemed like

hour of relentless walking, Millie paused by

loomed a grand

the restaurant’s parking lot, and a figure promptly exited the vehicle. Millie’s gaze inadvertently trailed over, and her eyes

was the one who had stepped out of

second thought, Millie began to cross the road, intent on reaching

left on her at the previous night’s party, the potential salvation of her grandmother compelled

hastened crossing, Millie failed

Millie manage to reach the entrance, only

Miss, you’re not

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