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!

towards the balcony in search of a

disdain blossomed. So what if Millie had transformed from a weed into a blossom? Ultimately, her comparison fell short against Nancy’s innate

only to find Marcus absent

ache in her lower abdomen. This discomfort cast a pallor upon her face as morning dawned. Seeking refuge

she settled into her seat, a chorus of

at an adjacent table. Flanking them were Derek and Simon, two sentinels presiding over the scene. On the polished expanse of the table rested several cases brimming with

they were

relocated herself, seeking sanctuary

eyes, shadows gathered, and a tempestuous inquiry

Barton, do none of these

the venerable Thomas Group, each a creation by the skilled hands of their premier artisans. A treasury of opulence, a testament to the group’s

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