Chapter: 395

Mrs. Barton was amazed by the enchanting snowscape surrounding her.

“Alright.” Millie turned her face to peer at the snowflakes outside, dancing gracefully like winter’s soft ballet.

Nancy cast a sidelong, skeptical glance at Millie, her disbelief mirrored in her eyes.

Millie’s confidence seemed as absurd as a fish insisting it could fly!

Did Millie claim fame for any renowned works during her study at Preagend University? None—not a whisper or a hint.

Nancy in a campus contest, all

shadowed behind her daily mask, she seemed to evaporate, leaving no trace or memory

the window’s frosty frame, catching Marcus’ eyes upon her. They were filled with a curious blend of shock, intrigue, and a serious glint, as

gaze, she allowed her lips to curve lightly. This time, she felt the tide of opportunity rising, and she was ready to snatch revenge for the school’s paint incident, long imprinted

she returned to her table. She felt a slight discomfort in her lower abdomen, guiding her straight to the restroom. Upon exiting, she found

utterly unafraid of Nancy, gnawed at her pride,

silent, Millie breezed past her,

out, breaking the silence like a

the matter?” Millie halted, turning slightly, her voice

know who I am? Even with closed eyes, I could outpace you. How dare you, a mere shadow, challenge me? You’ll be swept away!” Nancy roared,

the result before the work’s even been produced?” Millie retorted,

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