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 balcony in search of a

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

day’s arrival, Millie arose, only to find Marcus absent from

a pallor upon her face as morning dawned. Seeking refuge within the confines of a nearby café, she ordered

settled into her seat, a chorus

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

they were discussing

sanctuary from the

eyes, shadows gathered, and a tempestuous inquiry

of

the treasure troves of the venerable Thomas Group, each a creation by the skilled hands

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