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!

ripples coursed through Nancy’s being, propelling her towards the balcony in search of a

from a weed into a blossom? Ultimately, her comparison fell short against Nancy’s

Millie arose, only to find Marcus

cast a pallor upon her face as morning dawned. Seeking refuge

even as 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

they were discussing

seeking sanctuary from the unfolding

Marcus’ eyes, shadows gathered, and a tempestuous inquiry poised upon

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