Rylie’s tone carried a note of urgency. The idea that this stunning couple would opt out of parenthood seemed unfathomable, akin to squandering their genetic wealth.

Millie perceived Rylie as an ally trying to convince her, but she stood her ground, shaking her head.

“Our relationship is doomed to fail. He and I are as mismatched as chalk and cheese. I’m sure you’ve heard of the arranged marriage debacle. The original bride-to-be was my sister, Mia. My walk down the aisle with him was nothing more than a twist of fate. But believe it or not, I’ve never been embroiled in anything remotely related to drugs.”

A wave of sadness washed over Millie. Rylie must have heard about her marriage to Marcus, but judging by the conversation, it seemed she didn’t buy into the allegations against Millie.

“Yes, I’m aware. I broached these subjects because I believe you. I’m not in the habit of forging bonds with just anybody. I have my own standards.”

Rylie nodded, finding Millie’s demeanor to be as pure as a crystal stream; her gaze was clear and steadfast, reminiscent of a sturdy lily standing tall amidst the mountain wilderness, wafting a sweet aroma.

gem of a person. If she were as vile as the rumors suggested, Marcus, with his icy demeanor, high standards, and

to plot against

in deception. Mia’s cunning was a force to be reckoned with

peas in a pod, practically a

a chance with him. You’re

Rylie implored.

Rylie’s words. Could she

a diamond,

girl,

sole aim was to arrange for her grandmother’s surgical

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