As Marcus positioned himself before them, his gaze alternated between Millie and Harlan, his eyes ablaze with an intensity that communicated lethal intent. Millie, sensing his fury, braced herself for the storm unleashed.

His inquiry resonated in a cold, unrelenting tone.

“What transpired in my absence?” Marcus’ directness carried a subtle accusation, as if Millie and Harlan had engaged in covert machinations behind his back.

Attempting to offer an explanation, Harlan interjected, his hand alighting on Marcus’ shoulder in a gesture of camaraderie, his words directed at Millie’s benefit.

“Marcus, there’s no need for explanations. Despite her role as your maid, she is entitled to her privacy.”

“And what are you clutching?” Marcus’ focus remained unyielding as he redirected his inquiry.

symbolizing a treasury of intimate moments.

bearing an air of chagrin, “Why the anger? Be mindful not to distress my dear girlfriend. Remember, she is my future

Harlan’s touch from his

“What did you say?”

an urge to throttle his usually reliable

registered the anomaly,

It’s a shame for her to remain a mere maid in your household. I’ve resolved to pursue her, ask her to be my girlfriend, and perhaps even the

Marcus’ conviction was unwavering; an ironclad declaration was

is an impossibility. Leave her be, or

gaze shifted to Millie, who had

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