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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.

flicker of pause danced in Millie’s eyes. Rhea’s swift charm for Celeste was

a triumphant grin, eased Celeste into

stomach, Millie averted her gaze,

flurry of dishes began their parade on the table. Millie’s eyes immediately locked on the succulent stewed carp. She wasn’t alone, though; Rhea’s eyes, too, bore into the fish,

burst with flavor in her mouth— slightly fiery but

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

grip on her fork

Bruce noticed that his cousin-in-law seemed unduly fixated on the

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

some of the other dishes? More balanced, milder meals are generally better