Shera narrowed her eyes upon reading the information that Millie’s grandmother resided in the countryside.

Later that evening, upon Marcus’ return, Millie was curled up on the sofa, fast asleep.

A collection of nearly a dozen design drafts lay scattered on the tea table. It appeared that Millie had been engrossed in coming up with a design before drifting into slumber. Noticing the bandage adorning her calf, he delicately lifted her leg, curiosity piqued by the sight of the injury.

With a gentle pat on Millie’s shoulder, he attempted to rouse her in order to inquire about her wound. He soon realized she was in a deep sleep.

In the past few days, she had been diligently serving as a guide for Mr. Green. The extensive walking had taken a toll, leaving her feet blistered and undoubtedly fatigued.

Carefully, Marcus leaned down and gathered Millie into his arms, ascending the stairs to gently lay her on their bed.

The following day, as she stirred awake, she noticed three missed calls from Joan.

She promptly sat upright, concern threading through her thoughts. The morning before, during her role as Mr. Green’s guide in the Preagend cultural relics hall, she had set her phone to mute and inadvertently neglected to revert the setting.

heart raced. Could there be an issue with

Angela’s Library

sat up, Marcus stirred awake, his attention drawn to her evident unease. Concern etched his face as he inquired,

after the call connected,

happened?”

on the other end

so sorry, Millie. Your grandmother was involved in a

asked worriedly, “How is Grandma now?

hint of weariness

explanation was a bit hard to understand. Perhaps you should come here. Your grandmother underwent surgery last

gripped Millie. Why had her grandmother been struck by a motorcycle? Having just undergone a surgery to remove

“I’LL be back shortly.”

call, Millie swiftly got dressed

involving my grandma in the countryside. I need to

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