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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 800
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Following her class, Millie returned to her hotel room, brewing a cup of tea to quell the turmoil in her heart.

The thought that Marcus had glimpsed the contents of her bag kept her from finding calm.

The door swung open, and Marcus entered the room, his gaze falling upon Millie holding a teacup. He used his foot to shut the door behind him.

Millie was taken aback. Hadn’t he gone to the office for work today? “Would you Like stea? I can make you a cup,” Millie offered, her voice slightly unsteady under his gaze.

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Accepting the tea, Marcus took a sip while his eyes remained fixated on her.

“Where’s the item?”

Feeling her cheeks warm with embarrassment, Millie sought to divert the conversation by saying, “I don’t understand what you’re referring to. I need to step out for a moment.” Millie was on the verge of rushing out.

Had she been aware that he didn’t need to go to the company that day, she would have gone to the hospital to visit her grandma and returned later.

She had concealed the bag.

She considered discarding it, but the thought of someone discovering it made her hesitant to do so.

Naturally, Marcus wouldn’t allow Millie to leave. He leaned against the edge of the table and gently pulled her onto his lap.

“When do you plan on wearing it?” he inquired, alluding to the bag’s contents.

Millie nestled her face against his chest, a mixture of bashfulness and affection coursing through her.

“Honey, quit teasing me. I’m feeling quite embarrassed,”

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Should Millie persist in her refusal, Marcus’ resolve would remain unyielding, firmly anchored to his determination.

As anticipated, Marcus relinquished his attempts at persuasion. Millie, with an assertive push, distanced herself from him, advancing toward her luggage. There, within its confines, nestled a box of cosmetics.

“Is a nocturnal stroll part of your agenda for the evening?”

“Could this be the very set I previously gifted you?” Marcus’ gaze fell upon the pristine collection of cosmetics.

“Yes.” “Then I shall accompany you on your escapade.”

With deft hands, Millie unsealed the cosmetics’ packaging, ferrying them to the sanctuary of the bathroom.

Emerging ten minutes later, she showcased a visage of delicate allure that ensnared Marcus’ attention.

In truth, even devoid of embellishments, Millie bore a countenance of captivating charm. Her skin bore the imprints of flawlessness, yet with the gentle kiss of makeup, she transformed into a beguiling spectacle.