Chapter 891

She implored Darin to kill Millie, but his attempts faltered repeatedly. A portrait of ineffectuality, he

appeared to be. Should she truly unite her fate with Darin’s through matrimony, misfortune would

inevitably ensnare her,

“Given Mrs. Barker’s lack of receptiveness, my attendance becomes unnecessary. Nonetheless, given

Darin’s compromised mobility, I propose a mutual dissolution of our engagement. Marrying an

individual incapacitated as such is beyond my inclination.”

Rhea’s words resonated with unwavering arrogance. Upon hearing this, Camilla’s blood pressure

surged instantaneously.

“And by what means have you ascertained his legs’ impairment? Did you consult the physician?” Rhea

dismissed it with a nonchalant shrug.

“There’s no need for your anger. Conceal it today if you wish, but the future won’t be a canvas for such

concealment.”

Darin, rouse yourself from slumber, and bear witness to this woman’s desertion. Oh, naive lad, you’ve

held her as a gem, blind to her true nature, The weight of folly settles upon you.

In Rhea’s perspective, the dissolution of the Barker family would have spared her the obligation of

marrying Darin. This in turn would safeguard her father’s standing.

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Swelled with fury, Camilla’s accusatory finger aimed at Rhea, her voice thundering.

“Leave this place! Depart at onc:

Rhea cast a look of disdain upon Camilla and departed, indifference etched upon her countenance.

“Kind sir, I intend to buy this fish.” Millie reached the lotus pond and approached Galen’s collection of

fish. Her finger extended, indicating a specific fish of interest.

Astonishment painted Galen’s features as Millie entered his sight.

“Have you partaken of both yesterday’s piscine offerings?” “Indeed, they graced my palate. Both found

their place within.”

Millie’s smile persisted, though concealed within it was the untold truth of the fish’s fate on their journey

homeward.

In response, Galen’s laughter bubbled forth, and he extended the fish she had set her sights upon.

Millie transported the fish to her abode, swiftly administering a meticulous cleansing ritual, followed by

its transformation into a simmering pot of fish soup.

Within the crucible of the pot, the soup emerged as the epitome of nutrition.

Following a deft adjustment of the culinary conditions, Millie’s attention was captured by a call from

Grace.

“Millie, are you available tonight? It’s been a while since we last saw each other.

“Grace, I’m at the countryside. Once I return to Preagend, I’ll meet you.” “You’re there alone? Did

Marcus accompany you on this journey?” Curiosity laced Grace’s inquiry.

Millie cast her gaze upon Marcus, immersed in his phone, doubtless ensnared by matters of

commerce.

“He indeed returned by my side,” Millie disclosed, her lips painted with a faint smile too delicate to veil.

“Millie, luck favors you immensely. What past deeds earned you a husband so splendid? Handsome,

wealthy, and devoted — flawlessly perfect. I wish for such a husband too.” Grace’s envy resonated in

her words.

Millie sighed, recognizing Grace’s inclination to elevate Marcus. Yet, she couldn’t forget Marcus’ past

cruelty towards her.