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.”

locating the perfume gifted by Marcus. A gentle mist on her smooth neck,

then there was the sound of footsteps,

tie undone,

the gift he

face. Her fingers brushed her hair to

did you

down, then swept her up, pressing her against the

lost in his

drew him closer, and he

flew to her mouth, her voice a tremulous

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