Chapter 1077

Millie couldn’t help but laugh. Though Marcus could be intimidating when serious, there were moments

when he was simply endearing.

“Well, I have to head to the supermarket now.”

In the shadowed alley, a clandestine meeting took place between Nancy and the enigmatic individual

who had previously posted an intriguing advertisement about kidney purchases.

“Are you the one seeking to vend?”

Hidden beneath his veiled cloak, the man appraised Nancy, a vision of opulent attire that belied any

apparent financial necessity. His perplexity grew.

Amidst the surging tide of kidney-related illnesses, illegal syndicates flourished like ominous blooms, an

unsettling backdrop against which this man stood.

“No, it is a companion of mine,” Nancy responded.

In the presence of this stranger, Nancy felt disquiet, yet she steadied her demeanor, resolute.

Within these unlawful networks, virtue rarely finds its place.

“Why, then, has your confederate not graced us with her presence?”

Suspicion ignited within the man, his vigilance heightened by the specter of potential police

involvement.

“She has been ensnared in an exigency. Might we propose to contact you when readiness aligns?”

This day, Nancy’s intent was to glean information. Subsequently, she would fashion an opportunity

aimed at Millie.

With a force that pinned her against the rough-hewn wall, the man’s gaze simmered with latent

menace.

“Take heed; no treachery shall avail you.”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Nancy winced, pressing against the wall’s irregular surface, truly unnerved by this stranger’s menace.

“”Assuredly not. Urgency compels my associate, driving her toward fiscal need. Anticipate her

communication imminently.”

Casting a final glance around, the man released his grip and hastened his retreat.

Nancy’s teeth clenched as his silhouette dwindled. Yet, she mused, perhaps his ferocity might serve

her purposes. Ultimately, it would be Millie who would bear the brunt.

Though an organ unburdened could linger, the symphony of afflictions it might orchestrate demanded

no underestimation.

“Millie, gifted as you are and bereft of robust health, I wonder how you can compete with me,” Nancy

declared with steely resolve.

Moreover, she had to make it happen as soon as possible.

Before Millie could finalize her meticulously crafted design, Nancy needed to strike.

Amidst the emporium’s aisles, Millie meandered, perusing the provisions—an assortment of imported

cod, succulent beef, and vibrant vegetables.