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 of a gust

So what if Millie had transformed from a weed into a blossom?

Millie arose, only to

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

her seat, a

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

they were discussing

relocated herself, seeking sanctuary from the

a tempestuous inquiry poised upon

Barton, do none of these

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