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!

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

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

new day’s arrival, Millie arose, only to find

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

seat, a chorus of gazes bore upon

a tableau featuring Marcus, Mrs. Barton, and Nancy at an adjacent table. Flanking them were Derek and Simon, two sentinels presiding over

were

herself, seeking sanctuary from the unfolding

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

Barton, do none of these adornments

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