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!

propelling her towards the

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

arose, only to find Marcus

because of the throbbing ache in her lower abdomen. This discomfort cast a pallor upon her face as morning dawned. Seeking refuge within

as she settled into her seat, a chorus of gazes bore upon

Derek and Simon, two sentinels presiding over the scene. On the polished expanse of the table rested several cases brimming with gem-laden

they were discussing

herself, seeking sanctuary from the

gathered, and a tempestuous

Barton, do none of these adornments catch your

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