“You…” Fanny seethed.

As Millie approached the entrance of the private room, she gently pushed open the door, only to be greeted by a gathering of individuals whose appearances exuded elegance and nobility, whether adorned in formal attire or casual wear.

To her astonishment, they were all friends of Marcus, and their collective gaze fell upon her in unison. Faced with the scrutiny of four pairs of eyes, Millie’s lips pressed together, and she felt a slight flutter of nervousness.

With a silence that spoke volumes, Millie lifted her head.

“Fanny mentioned that someone sought me here.”

As the words escaped her lips, she noticed their attention shift towards the man seated at the head of the table. However, the man remained engrossed in his phone, his gaze never lifting.

an icy tone, he stated, “Who permitted

hesitated, contemplating a swift exit. Her intuition warned her that no good would come from staying

wasn’t about to let her

in your hand has gained popularity outside,

seized the

you. Please take a seat and allow me to take care

they all up to? Their actions only deepened her unease.

and cannot sit. Please take a seat yourselves. Would you like to sample this drink? I can prepare a cup for

spirits slightly lifted by the prospect of sharing her creation with

all, who wouldn’t find delight in having their

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