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Marcus glanced at the sausage, his brow furrowing momentarily before a smile tugged at his lips again.

Rhea’s eyes danced a perilous waltz, oscillating between Marcus’ form and Millie’s all-too-attentive countenance. Fury ignited within her, recognizing the brazen flirtation that was unfolding before her very eyes.

Casting Darin to the shadows, she left in a defiant stride. Darin, compelled to follow, was arrested by a sudden realization.

He understood that Rhea’s storm needed its time to abate.

Arriving at the swimming pool’s edge, Rhea’s eyes caught the glimpse of a vine, alive with blossoms, which she regarded with a snarl.

It was tripterygium wilfordii, a seductive plant whose allure hid a deadly secret. Every inch of it, from its tender sprouts to its vibrant pollen, concealed a toxic wrath. Even the slightest mistake in handling could unleash agonizing torment.

blossoms, their innocence betrayed by her intentions, and wrapped them discreetly in

Millie’s happiness was a fire she yearned to extinguish, to

tremor of relief, as if a held breath finding release. “If this setting doesn’t quite harmonize with your spirit, we could always retrace our path

Large in his heart,

of indulging in roasted oysters beckons to me.” Upon observing the vacant vessel that was Millie’s cup,

I’m preparing a roasting delight for you at

attended to the grill, the aroma of oysters wafting into

her eyes falling upon the empty beverage table, a secret unnoticed by

on the chance, Rhea deftly maneuvered herself before Millie’s artisanal beverage, adeptly concealing any sight beyond

for herself. Yet, beneath this facade, she deftly scattered the elusive tripterygium wilfordii pollen into the vessel, a gesture woven with hidden intent. Then, in an air