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.

the blossoms, their innocence betrayed by her intentions, and wrapped

this dangerous harvest, thoughts swirled tempestuously in her mind. Millie’s happiness

breath finding release. “If this setting doesn’t quite harmonize with your spirit, we could always retrace our path and journey back,” he

for Rhea’s safety loomed Large in his heart, a shadow he couldn’t quite

if you may. The allure of indulging in roasted oysters beckons to me.” Upon observing the vacant vessel that was Millie’s cup, Rhea

delight for you at this moment. They were procured

nod, Darin attended to the grill, the aroma of oysters wafting into

her eyes falling upon the empty beverage table, a

deftly maneuvered herself before Millie’s artisanal

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

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