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.”

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

was the sound

was there, his tie undone, eyes fixed on the

this the gift

covering her face. Her fingers brushed her

did you

placed the bottle down, then swept her up, pressing her against

swirled, lost in

him closer, and he

mouth, her voice

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