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 executives, Marcus addressed

breakfast at the nearby table. We have

Marcus accepted the laptop handed to him by

scanned the surroundings to find that

in the other, she made her way to an empty

The sudden eclipse of her daylight told her she wasn’t alone; she

something bothering you?” Marcus’ voice thundered

startled birds in the wake of his

What twist

that a war cry against an unseen adversary? Did someone provoke your wrath?” His voice betrayed a trace of

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