Bria advanced into the rain, intending to enforce Millie’s compliance. Swiftly, Millie’s hand swept through the air, a resounding slap landing on Bria’s cheek.

“step back!” Millie’s admonishment cleaved through the air as Bria reeled from the impact, her hand cradling her stinging countenance and her body succumbing to the rain-soaked ground.

She turned to Marcus for help. “Sir, I did what madam ordered me to do. But Millie slapped me.”

Marcus’ voice cut through the rain, its frigidity rivaled only by the downpour itself.

“Millie, does your arrogance persist even now?”

“A mere slap is too lenient.” Millie’s hand ascended, capturing a handful of rainwater. The gesture was an attempt to cleanse herself. Bria’s countenance had left an indelible mark that triggered Millie’s disgust upon contact.

gaze returned to Marcus, her tone

rendering proximity to you perilous. Fortunately, I don’t …

Nancy were

had been pushed

the whole night in the rain

her life, Millie had embodied an unrelenting dynamism, consistently propelling herself forward and vanquishing the malevolent adversaries that crossed

in the days to come, the weariness

a resolute about-face, Millie

the rain, Marcus remained, his gaze steadfast upon the

Derek, his years of service rendering him an astute observer of Marcus’ demeanor, found his boss‘ countenance

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