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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.

eyes. Rhea’s swift charm

a triumphant grin,

her gaze, anticipation

locked on the succulent stewed carp. She wasn’t alone, though; Rhea’s eyes,

meal commenced, Millie sampled the fish. It burst with flavor

into Millie, a venomous glare painting her features. She

on her fork

end of the meal, Bruce noticed that his cousin-in-law seemed unduly fixated on the fish

food. The sight of the chilli-smothered fish gave him jitters. His worry for Millie was amplified by her relentless

sample some of the other dishes? More balanced, milder meals