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.”

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

sound of footsteps, a

his tie undone,

the gift he

veil of shyness covering her face. Her fingers

did you

like a dance. He turned Millie, placed the bottle down, then swept

lost in his

intoxicating fragrance drew him closer, and he inhaled

to her mouth, her

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