Chapter: 142

The pursuers surged forward, hot on the trail of Millie.

Trapped within the damp stairwell, Marcus felt a bead of perspiration trickle down his forehead, its warmth a testament to his mounting anxiety. His fingers dug into the wall, leaving behind traces of red blood.

Millie, may you remain unharmed and return to me safely. Marcus implored silently within his heart.

Millie escaped to the restaurant’s backyard, hoping to take refuge there from the impending danger. However, the backyard might be spacious, but there was nowhere for her to hide.

Upon realizing that her only way out was through the iron gate, she balled up her fists and approached it. Her heart was racing as she did so.

you can escape, huh? Dream on. Go and catch him!” the voice

could climb over to the other

the medicine, and then you ran

she squatted with her arms over her head to shield her

is so weak! It’s not Marcus. Wait,

another person questioned in

lifted Millie by the jaw forcibly. Her cap was ripped from her head, revealing her

in discomfort, and her

Marcus! We’ve been

boss if we return without him?” The speaker’s anxiety rose at the thought that Marcus

of her mouth,” the man suggested. He gave Millie a thorough once-over, and when he realized that she was wearing Marcus’ suit and shoes, his

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