NovelEnglishChapter 304
Such thoughts made her realize that she was probably a masochist. Her body seemed to react to his dominance, leaving her with a soft, tingling sensation.
Her cheeks warmed, likely blushing at her own thoughts. She quickly cooled her flushed face with a deep breath. “No, thank you. I’ve already made plans for tonight.”
At the stroke of nine in the evening, there remained an unfinished task on his agenda? Millie found it rather unreasonable, and yet, her flushed countenance swiftly regained its composure, for she held his resolve in high regard.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“All right.”
Millie ended the call with a hint of frustration.
Marcus knit his brow, pondering. Just like that, she hung up?
Studying the now-silent phone screen, Marcus sensed an off note in Millie’s tone.
Yet after 9 o’clock tonight, something of greater importance than dining out beckoned. Harlan had appeared unanticipated in Preagend.
Harlan Curtis was renowned as the premier assassin. Marcus was at a loss as to why he had arrived in Preagend this time. Rumor had it that anyone targeted by Harlan was destined to perish.
After work, Millie exited the restaurant, flexing her back. She had been confined to high heels the entire day, and her feet were screaming in protest.
After her stretch, Millie’s gaze was slightly unfocused. Outside, the twinkling lights painted a vibrant nightscape.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA breeze teased the strands of hair by her ears. She caught them and was reminded of the declined dinner invitation by Marcus. She hadn't expected her first-ever dinner invitation to a man to be turned down.
Her phone vibrated a few times. Millie retrieved it and checked. It was a message from Grace.
Millie, it’s captivating and so much fun here.”
“T finally got my mom to go on a trip. Today, we went rafting, journeyed through the awe-inspiring canyon, enjoyed a charcoal- grilled barbecue, and are awaiting a bonfire party performance later.”
Grace had posted pictures showing the sumptuous food, the stunning scenery, and a few beautiful snapshots of her with her mother.
After reviewing them, Millie too found herself smiling. Grace was her best friend, and Grace’s mother was incredibly kind to her. Every tshe visited Grace’s hin the past, Grace’s mom would prepare special dishes for her.
Grace’s happiness translated into Millie's joy. “Enjoy your trip. I've got your work covered. Don’t stress over it.” Millie texted back and put her phone away.
Aman was assisting a pregnant woman as they passed by. The woman halted suddenly, voicing her discomfort in a petulant tone.
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