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Millie knitted her brows together, mulling over why they were still sticking around.

Marcus’ piercing gaze cut through the crowd, landing directly on her.

When her eyes met his, her heart fluttered as he gestured for her to approach.

A look of confusion washed over Millie’s delicate features. What did he want from her?

Mylo and Delmor followed his gaze, but their interest faded quickly, and they each drove off in their respective vehicles.

Now, only Marcus and his polished Bentley remained.

her eyes sparkling yet slightly narrowed, and she queried tentatively, “Did you need me

polished, handcrafted leather shoes peeking out from

offered you a lift home. Why did you

to Patrick. Evidently, he’d witnessed their

opportunity. I should have accepted his offer. It was a bit foolish to reject

tight sensation in her chest. Even Marcus’ pristine white shirt seemed to irritate

tensed slightly as she deliberately

as Marcus questioned her coldly, “Did you truly plan on letting him drive you? To where?

dizziness swept over Millie. A hotel? His sharp features were both striking and overbearing. His words were outrageous and his actions audacious. This was crossing

as pain shot through her hand. Her hair whipped