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Devoid of utterance, Leon’s gaze lingered solely upon Millie. She appeared to radiate contentment.

After a brief interlude, he lowered his lids, capturing within his mind’s eye the image of Millie adorned in a lightweight sweater, her countenance adorned with a smile.

“Let us take our leave,” he eventually stated. The car’s engine roared to Life, propelling it swiftly past the villa’s vicinity.

Within the villa’s interior, Marcus, who had been engrossed in conversation, suddenly caught sight of Millie and Bruce. Swiftly extricating himself from his ongoing exchange, he courteously excused himself and traversed the distance to approach them.

Bruce selected an immaculate cup and poised to pour beverages.

“I’m rather intrigued to sample your homemade concoction as well. It appears quite appealing,” Bruce remarked.

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through her abdomen, causing her thoughts to scatter and her

instinctively seeking solace as they pressed against her abdomen. The intensity of the pain

hint of concern edging his tone, Marcus called out her name. “Millie,” Bruce interjected, his voice underscored by

her complexion paled, her face contorted in anguish signifying the intensity

a whirlwind of uncertainty. Could it be the food they had consumed that was

After all, these individuals hailed from affluent backgrounds, implying that the ingredients they procured should be of

issue. It would be wise to abstain from its consumption in the future.” Millie’s voice carried a note of

delicate fingers found their way to Marcus’ arm, one by one. traversing the fabric of his attire and delving into the softness

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