A long silence settled before Rhea broke it with a disdainful snort.

“Well, I have woven a plan. This time, Marcus’ love for Millie shall sour.”

Bound to the hospital, Rhea knew her movements were limited. She must pull the strings from the shadows.

“What is it?” Analia’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.

Rhea’s eyes gleamed. “Listen to my words and follow them like a sacred command.”

Analia’s approval was immediate: a thumbs-up and praise. “Brilliant! You have the wisdom to defeat her with borrowed strength.”

the perfume gifted by Marcus. A gentle mist on her smooth neck, and the room was filled with a mysterious aura. The delicate

sound of footsteps, a prelude to

his tie undone, eyes fixed on the perfume

the gift

shyness covering her face. Her

did you

like a dance. He turned Millie, placed the bottle down, then swept her up, pressing her against the

lost in his

drew him closer, and he

to her mouth,

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