“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.

“Given your assumption that I broke it, I’m

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

unmasked. Millie recognized the true

broken. It

his great-grandfather

mending it was plausible, he would undertake the

an unfamiliar emotion briefly dart through Marcus’ eyes, Millie pressed

can be repaired,” Millie asserted, her

intervene further, consulting the

At the cosmetic hospital.

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