Bjorn’s caustic commentary left Millie momentarily winded. She fixed him with a piercing gaze, her eyes aglow with indignant fury. The audacity of this tattooed oaf to liken her intellect to that of a pig?

“What are you staring at? Don’t dawdle; serve my coffee, you malodorous wench,”

Bjorn chided impatiently.

“This lout is overstepping his bounds. It’s time we taught him some manners.”

Derek leaned towards Marcus with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

Observing the escalating tension, Marcus, however, furrowed his brows, his gaze softening as it fell on Millie, who was struggling to contain her anger.

let’s observe how the drama

unabashed, continued his verbal assault. “Are you hard of hearing?

could she have possibly

coffee before Bjorn and swiveled on her

was a small price to pay for a greater cause. The potential implications for her dear friend Grace at this establishment were a primary concern. Should she retaliate and trigger Bjorn’s wrath, it could result in a

fool, she decided his provocations were unworthy of

the shrill sound of shattering porcelain echoed

this time at an appropriate

a touch of incredulity lighting them. Was this man off his rocker? Was there

another,” Millie conceded with a forced

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