âVery well then, I shall take my leave.
â
With Nancyâs departure, Millie turned her gaze toward Marcus and inquired,
âIs it true, the union between the Fairclough and Lawrence families? Was the task of creating the wedding jewelry given to the Thomas Group?â
A nod from Marcus confirmed Millieâs inkling.
Millie surmised that Nancyâs swift return was likely spurred by an important order â a move to prevent anyone else from overshadowing her.
The amalgamation of these distinguished families undoubtedly promised a spectacle, and the allure of the wedding jewelry was inherently captivating.
âWhat ponders your thoughts?â Marcus queried, the depths of his eyes inquisitive.
Millie brushed her contemplation aside, her response casual.
âLetâs retire for the evening.
â
As Millie began her ascent, Marcus interjected, his words carrying reassurance.
âDo not be disheartened.
Your talent is bound to shine within the annals of the Thomas Group.
â
Halting for a fleeting second, Millie assimilated Marcusâ intention.
Was he, in a roundabout manner, alleviating her concerns, mindful that envy might rear its head in light of Nancyâs accomplishments?
Facing away, Millieâs subtle nod reflected her understanding.
In truth, she harbored the inclination to voice that she wouldnât appropriate what rightfully belonged to others, yet her confidence in her unparalleled skill remained unshaken.
As Millie was about to ascend the stairs, Marcus reached out and grabbed her.
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âAnything else?â
âAre you unhappy?â
Marcus fixed his gaze on Millieâs bright eyes, glimpsing the sadness concealed there.
âNo.
â
Not wanting to continue the conversation, Millie attempted to break free and hurried upstairs.
But after only two steps, Marcusâ hand encircled her waist, pulling her back.
âMillie, have I made you too bold?â
Millieâs eyes flashed with anger.
She hadnât anticipated that he could restrain her with just one hand.
âIâm bold, but it has nothing to do with you.
â