“Are you truly planning to procure poison?” he inquired.

“Absolutely. Since I’ve been painted as the villain, why not enact it?” Millie affirmed.

As the words left her lips, she clenched them in defiance, her eyes aflame with anger.

In a fleeting moment, Marcus’ expression shifted, a blend of perplexity and realization coloring his gaze. His bewilderment stemmed from the sight of Millie still clutching the container.

“Why are you still holding it? Set it down,” he commanded.

Millie met his gaze with a fiery resolve, her grasp unyielding.

broke it, I’m going to mend it

extended beyond mere repair; she would seek retribution against Bria’s cunning

Millie recognized

it. It had been broken. It can’t be what it was,”

for his great-grandfather was unshakeable. The vase, his sole inheritance from

mending it was plausible, he would

emotion briefly dart through

confident it can be repaired,”

intervene further, consulting the clock before

At the cosmetic hospital.

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