Chapter 801

A maxi dress emerged from her possessions, adorning her form with grace and elegance.

A desire arose within her to release her lofty ponytail, a move that would undoubtedly accentuate her

grace. Yet, considering the plans for a forthcoming meal, she shelved the notion in favor of

convenience.

Equipped with a resplendent golden bag, Millie made her way to the doorway, her gaze turning in a

graceful pirouette. “Let us embark.”

The allure of Millie captivated Marcus. Possessing as she inherently was, the addition of adornments

amplified her allure, an enchantment he found impossible to evade.

Following in her wake, Marcus’ gaze lingered on the graceful curvature of her fair neck, Lost in

contemplation.

Instructions flowed from Millie’s Lips, guiding Marcus through the canvas of the evening’s narrative.

Her path led him to a bustling boulevard of gastronomic wonders. “Pray, what culinary delights beckon

your senses?”

Fronting an array of food stalls, Millie cast her inquiry toward the attentive figure of Marcus beside her.

Amid the sizzle of barbecues, Marcus grappled with a sense of stifling discomfort. The standards of

hygiene and quality among the vendors failed to meet his expectations.

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Clad in elegance, Millie’s presence begged for a more refined culinary experience. Marcus yearned to

escort her to a prestigious dining establishment, a sentiment unvoiced yet tangibly felt.

Perceptive of his unspoken yearnings, Millie refrained from inflicting embarrassment. Instead, she

offered a genial smile and produced a five-dollar bill from her wallet.

“Good day. May I request a shrimp taco, if you would be so kind?”

And onward they strolled.

“Could I trouble you for a caramel bubble tea, please? My gratitude.” But before Millie could tender her

payment, Marcus had already settled the bill with his card.

“Very well.” The vendor hastened to present her with the requested caramel-infused beverage. In both

hands, Marcus found himself bereft of parcels.

With a gracious gesture, Millie handed him the partly devoured taco, her fingers ruffling her windswept

hair. “Would you kindly assist me with this?”

Marcus accepted the offering, his countenance a canvas for an affectionate smile.

“What prompts your mirth?”

“A culinary enthusiast, you are.” A tender smile graced Marcus’ Lips. Caught off-guard, Millie nodded,

her affirmation imbued with an endearing charm.

Chilled by the temperature of her tea, Millie accommodated it in her alternate hand.

Observing her assent, Marcus perceived a newfound dimension of Millie’s allure-an irrefutable

cuteness that defined the present evening.

Exiting the culinary enclave, they serendipitously collided with the company of Lois and Leon.