After landing a series of punches, Marcus grabbed the man by the collar and demanded icily, “Who sent you here?”

“It’s— Bjorn,” the man blurted out in fear, hoping to lessen his punishment.

Marcus inwardly scoffed at Bjorn’s foolishness. It appeared that Bjorn was determined to keep his son away.

He had planned to set his son free since he had taught Bjorn a lesson, but it seemed it would no longer be necessary.

With a disdainful look, Marcus released his grip, and the man slumped to the ground.

Marcus then turned his gaze to Millie, his eyes softening.

four burly men armed with weapons? His fierce assault replayed in her

retrieved a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped

stared

door. With a hurried motion, she opened the door, and Marcus, leaning on it with

“Were you scared?”

admitted, her defiant eyes twinkling with a hint of

display her fragility in front of others. However, the

except Marcus, who could

she had to acknowledge that his formidable strength provided

accelerator, reaching over with his large hand to gently ruffle Millie’s hair. He confidently raised his eyebrows and assured, “Don’t worry. You’re my woman.

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