“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

beyond mere repair; she would

duplicity had been unmasked. Millie recognized the true extent

It had been broken. It

flicker of pain crossed Marcus’ countenance. The reverence he held for his great-grandfather was unshakeable. The vase, his

plausible, he would undertake the

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

it can be repaired,” Millie asserted, her resolve

consulting the clock before

At the cosmetic hospital.

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