It had to be Millie, that wench, who had sent the photos to Marcus.

Upon observing Marcus and Millie’s hands clenched together, a virulent envy tinged her gaze, turning her eyes a shade of green.

“Marcus, have I committed some mistake?”

“Mother, haven’t you been arranging a marriage for Rhea? It’s been quite a while, yet there’s been no progress.”

Achilling smile adorned Marcus’ face as he directed his gaze at Celeste.

Celeste was taken aback. Why did he suddenly bring up Rhea’s marriage? But it jogged her memory.

concerns have been consumed by Marcus’

things progressing with the son of

Darin Barker as

“Well… We’re… doing fine.”

Celeste’s solicitous eyes, summoning

at the hem of her dress. In truth, she paid little heed to

akin to observing a dog halfway, an animal far

marriage to Darin. You’re no longer young. Following your marriage, I hope you’ll tend to your husband and children at home.

His words were cutting.

frigid countenance underscored his

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