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.”

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 delicate bottle danced in

then there was the sound

his tie undone, eyes fixed on the perfume

the gift

face. Her fingers brushed her hair to mask her

you

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

mind swirled, lost

drew him closer,

her mouth, her voice

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