Chapter: 391

Marcus was confident that, one day, Millie would open up to him.

In a separate chamber, Nancy found herself gazing intently at the message Millie had sent. The audacity with which Millie declared herself inferior to trash left Nancy dumbfounded.

Could anyone truly be so unhinged?

Oh, what a spectacle this was unfolding to be! Once deemed utterly unattractive, Millie turned out to possess a countenance of remarkable allure beneath her concealing mask.

What an irony!

Nancy’s being, propelling her towards the

gaze, a trace of disdain blossomed. So what if Millie had transformed from a weed into a blossom? Ultimately, her

new day’s arrival, Millie arose, only

lower abdomen. This discomfort cast a pallor upon her face

as she settled into her seat, a chorus of

upon a tableau featuring Marcus, Mrs. Barton, and Nancy at an adjacent table. Flanking them were Derek and Simon, two sentinels presiding over the scene. On the polished

they were

relocated herself, seeking sanctuary from the unfolding

eyes, shadows gathered, and a

of these adornments catch

Thomas Group, each a creation by the skilled hands of

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