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.”

parting with Grace, Millie returned to her sanctuary, locating the perfume gifted by Marcus. A gentle mist on her smooth neck, and the room was filled with a mysterious aura. The

was the sound of footsteps,

was there, his tie

this the

veil of shyness covering her face. Her fingers brushed her hair to mask her

did you

down, then swept her up, pressing her

mind swirled, lost in

him closer,

hand flew to her mouth, her voice

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255