“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.

he stated,

of being deceived washed over Millie. She hesitated, contemplating a swift exit. Her intuition

to let her depart so easily. Rising from his seat,

in your hand has gained popularity outside, and my curiosity

seized the plate from Millie’s

befit you. Please take a seat and allow me

of confusion enveloped Millie’s mind. What were they all up to? Their actions only deepened her unease. However, she

take a seat yourselves. Would you like to sample this drink? I can

slightly lifted by the prospect of sharing her creation with

wouldn’t find delight in

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