“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.

I broke it, I’m going to mend it and return

she would seek retribution against Bria’s

duplicity had been unmasked. Millie recognized the true

it. It had been broken. It can’t be

his great-grandfather was

mending it was plausible, he would undertake the

emotion briefly dart through Marcus’ eyes, Millie

be repaired,” Millie

further, consulting the clock

At the cosmetic hospital.

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