Chapter: 415

After retreating to the sanctuary of her room, Millie eschewed beginning her design without delay. Instead, her fingers danced across the keyboard as she delved into the virtual world to unearth information about Mrs. Barton.

Time’s passage was marked by the soft clicks of her mouse until she stumbled upon an archived interview featuring Mrs. Barton. Within it, the host inquired if red was her favored hue.

Observation had told them that Mrs. Barton’s wardrobe blazed with red, yet the response was a pause that hung heavy in the air. Eventually, she slowly shook her head, her voice soft but decisive, revealing her true affection for the shade of black.

Millie’s mind tumed over this revelation, as if peering into a mystery.

Black!

cloaked in secrecy, symbolizing safety

with a newfound inspiration, she set to work designing

found Millie slumbering at her desk. Gently lifting her,

the childlike wetness at the corner of

away the

subtle sign

half-finished creation, and his curiosity was piqued. But alas, it

checking her phone to find the time had slipped to two in

was peacefully sleeping nearby, she wondered if he had carried

and driven by a need to continue her work, she approached her desk, but what met her

her; her drool-soaked paper must have

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