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

transformed from a weed into a blossom? Ultimately, her comparison fell

Millie arose, only

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

seat, a chorus of gazes

adjacent table. Flanking them were Derek and Simon, two sentinels presiding over the scene. On the polished

were

seeking sanctuary from the

shadows gathered, and a tempestuous inquiry poised upon

do none of these adornments

were culled from the treasure troves of the venerable Thomas Group, each a creation by the skilled hands of their premier artisans. A treasury of opulence,

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