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 balcony in search of a gust

from a weed into a blossom? Ultimately,

arose, only to find Marcus absent from

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

settled into her seat, a chorus of gazes bore

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

were discussing

seeking sanctuary from the unfolding

eyes, shadows gathered, and a

of these

Group, each a creation by

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