Marcus, momentarily distracted from his phone, asked with a serious tone, “What’s the matter?”

Millie turned to face Marcus, his figure enveloped in a brown windbreaker, a picture of refined masculinity. Compared to the grotesque man they had painted, Marcus was the epitome of elegance, which would stir envy in many.

A thought fluttered in Millie’s mind. If only it had been Marcus last night, it would have been a different story.

No, Millie chided herself, her hand reaching up to slap her face lightly. What on earth was she thinking?

“Mrs. Thomas, is something amiss?”

Some speculated that Millie was ensnared by some bewitchment, their gaze shifting between her and Marcus.

the executives,

breakfast at the nearby table.

Marcus accepted the laptop handed to him

Millie scanned the surroundings to find

in one hand and her milk in the other, she made her way to an empty seat nearby and

Marcus emerged from his corner. The sudden eclipse of her daylight told her she wasn’t

you?”

tumbled like startled birds in the

What twist of fate

adversary? Did someone provoke

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