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 her

mind. Millie’s happiness was a fire

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

in his heart, a shadow he

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

preparing a roasting delight for you at this moment. They were procured by me with your delight

grill, the

eyes falling upon the empty beverage table, a

herself before Millie’s artisanal beverage, adeptly concealing any sight

tripterygium wilfordii pollen into the vessel, a gesture woven

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