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Before Millie could finish her sentence, Marcus had already walked away.

Meanwhile, the fishing rod had already been retrieved from the pond.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper red, and her chest heaved with rage.

As the clock struck eight, Millie found herself drenched in perspiration. Fortunately, the strenuous task of trimming the myriad of plants and flowers was completed for the morning. She promptly gathered her tools before the first meal of the day.

Retreating to the sanctuary of her room, Millie cleansed herself and descended for breakfast.

No sooner had she settled at the table than Celeste and Rhea sauntered towards the dining area, faces lit with warm smiles.

Rhea’s swift charm for Celeste was impressive, she

wearing a triumphant grin, eased Celeste into

stomach, Millie averted her gaze,

on the succulent stewed carp. She wasn’t alone, though; Rhea’s eyes, too, bore into the fish,

It burst

into Millie, a venomous glare painting her features. She obviously interpreted Millie’s

grip on her fork

meal, Bruce noticed that his cousin-in-law

chilli-smothered fish gave him jitters. His worry for Millie was amplified by her relentless consumption of it. To add

of the other dishes? More balanced,