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“Are you truly intending to drive me to work?” Millie’s words were tentative, seeking affirmation.

Fingers wrapped around the steering wheel, Marcus confirmed, “I made a promise yesterday to drive you to work. But you took off before I had the chance. Consider this as me making amends.”

Observing Marcus’ arrogant demeanor, Millie emitted a soft sigh. It struck her as remarkable that he managed to recall the events of the prior day.

Millie circumvented the vehicle’s front and settled into it.

Under Rhea’s covetous stare, the car audaciously surged through the villa’s grand gates.

Catching a fleeting view of Millie’s petite abdomen, Marcus registered her attire for the day—a pristine white T-shirt, radiating an aura of purity and naiveté. Though her bosom showed a tender contour, her stomach seemed hollow and flat.

the weight of Marcus’ probing stare, Millie started to feel ill-at-ease in the tranquil setting. She redirected her gaze to the scenery outside, offering Marcus a delicate, alluring

the car, Marcus retracted his gaze from Millie. He observed that whenever Millie accompanied him in his car, her words were few, consumed either by sleep or the captivating

to

Mia’s shoes to marry him. So, why had she

Millie realized that his attention had shifted

plans do you have regarding the wedding photos? Regardless of your faith in me, I tried my hardest to dissuade Grandma

given it her all. But she had never

ability to pierce through all facades. It seemed to Millie that no matter how cautious she was, she

countenance turned grave. Millie was convinced that

that his grandmother had an exceptionally challenging personality to