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 curious looks of the

enjoy your breakfast at the nearby table. We have a meeting

he finished speaking, Marcus accepted the laptop handed

with their meal. Millie scanned the surroundings to

and her milk in the other, she

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

you?”

startled birds in the wake of

he actually be worried for her? What twist of fate had led him to this

was that a war cry against an unseen adversary? Did someone

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