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.

contest, all other moments were marked by Nancy’s triumph. She shone like a

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

her. They were filled with a curious blend of shock, intrigue, and a serious glint,

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

retreat to my seat,” Millie announced, her voice filled with grace, as she returned to her table. She felt a slight discomfort in her lower abdomen, guiding her straight to the restroom.

Millie’s display of unwavering confidence, utterly unafraid of Nancy, gnawed at her pride, leaving her feeling belittled

silent, Millie breezed past her,

breaking the silence

slightly, her voice a calm

lamb approaching a wolf, challenging me. Do you even know who I am? Even with closed eyes, I could outpace you. How dare you, a mere shadow, challenge me?

result before the work’s even been produced?”

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