With delicate steps, Rhea pushed the door ajar, greeting, “Marcus.”

As she stepped inside, a shiver coursed through Rhea. Despite the air conditioner being off, a chill permeated the room.

Today, Marcus wore a black shirt and trousers, an ensemble that accentuated his inherent coolness.

Aware of Marcus’ probable ire toward Millie, Rhea’s heart quickened. Evidently,

Millie held a place of significance in Marcus’ heart. However, Rhea staged a compelling performance to shatter that perception.

With a measured turn, Marcus faced Rhea’s presence. She, who had once drugged him, now dared to approach him.

this is my confession—ten thousand words expressing my regret. I acknowledge my wrongdoing. My feelings for you were improper; you have always been a respected senior

impassivity, Rhea clenched

introspection has consumed me. | intend to foster a healthy relationship with any

will be no more. Please grant me an opportunity to amend

envelope, Marcus perused its contents. The words resounded with

my father’s daily reprimands. I’m teetering on

the letter, Marcus glanced

actions again. However, should it recur, the consequences will extend beyond your

stern tone, Marcus’ willingness to extend a lifeline

He has served your family diligently and faithfully. My actions embroiled him in this predicament. I implore

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