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Marcus approached the scene with a blend of puzzlement and relief painted across his demeanor. While his puzzlement lingered, the prospect of resolution eased him.

Sensing his approach, Millie averted her gaze, turned on her heel, and began her departure.

The discord born of misunderstanding had been rectified, and Celeste’s initial appetite, lost in the turmoil, found a substitute in the delectable aroma of the sweet soup. Raising the bowl, she took a tentative sip.

However, as the spoon touched her lips, a sharp pain pierced her throat, a foreign object lodging itself therein.

The abrupt sound of retching echoed, followed by the telltale clatter of the bowl striking the floor.

“Madam, what’s amiss?” Bria’s timely presence intervened.

you….. harmed me.” Celeste’s gaze widened, a trembling

aback, lunged forward. “What’s wrong?

grip yanked

“Step aside.”

penetrated Millie as his authoritative order followed. “Summon the doctor

Millie stood stupefied.

gazed upon the shattered bowl and scattered fish bones, Marcus’ voice resonated with stern reproach. “Millie, your obstinacy is quite a

appeared that his prior admonition had fallen on

with incredulity. “I don’t understand why there

fish bones? Your malice is unmistakable. How could you mistrust Mrs. Celeste Thomas to such an extent? She has

censure landed squarely on