Nancy had delivered the design draft to Marcus’ house the previous night, receiving approval from the Fairclough family. They awaited her final draft, but now, with her hand injured by the chair, she could no longer work on it.

Marcus’ gaze settled on Millie. Expecting her to be at home, he had been surprised to find her in the bar, gripping the chair with fierce determination.

“What’s going on?” he questioned Millie.

Millie noticed there was no condemnation in his eyes. Did he trust her?

“I overheard you say you didn’t mean to hit her. Who were you aiming at?” he probed, sensing that Millie wouldn’t brandish a chair without provocation.

Someone must have threatened her.

His words warmed Millie’s heart.

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drink, so I picked up the chair

eyes narrowed,

to

her injury, despite her role as the Thomas Group’s

attention was

This couldn’t be happening.

pain. Please, take

attempted to shift

voice was icy as

to

Nancy’s dissatisfaction was palpable.

fathom how, at this pivotal time for the company, her

hand never heals? Mr. Fairclough is very fond of the starry sky

barely glanced at her hand, his impatience

Thomas Group won’t fall

What was he implying?

a strained smile

“Very well.”

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