“When I was in the private room, I saw you exchanging messages with that tattooed man. You must be acquainted.”

“Do you find it peculiar that I know him? The head of the Dayen Group is a notable figure; shouldn’t I be acquainted with him?”

His rebuttal had merit. No—Millie’s head shook in negation.

“No, that man is reckless and egotistical. I don’t perceive him as the head of the Dayen Group, but more akin to a figurehead who was thrust into the spotlight.”

Leon cocked an eyebrow, challenging Millie’s assumption. “So, you suppose he’s a puppet, and I’m the puppeteer orchestrating the Dayen Group? Your imagination paints quite a picture.”

Cease calling me ‘little mouse’! She harbored a phobia of mice! In her youth, a mouse leapt onto her, triggering an unconscious swoon!

pursed her lips, offering no

secret and plan to report me to your husband

lips curled into

not, you and I know. And yes, I can keep a

your husband’s interests for your grandmother? Do you realize the loss your husband would incur if this accusation were true?” Unfazed, Leon quizzically raised an eyebrow, challenging

is

just reply directly

did he have to

project strength externally, she felt he

priority. She nurtured me from my infancy, and it’s time

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