Chapter 1078

With meticulous care, she curated her selections, adhering to the loftiest echelons of nutritional criteria.

Her aspiration rested on these nutrients infusing Marcus’ being.

Immersed within the choreography of her shopping, Millie remained blissfully unaware that Nancy’s

watchful gaze lingered from a discreet vantage nearby.

A sly grin tugged at Nancy’s lips. The quandary of confronting Millie had long occupied her thoughts,

and now fate had delivered its answer.

Little did she anticipate that her mall excursion would unveil Millie in solitude.

A number was dialed, and a syringe was concealed. The vial contained a potent sedative capable of

plunging one into the abyss of unconsciousness with a solitary dose.

Upon Millie’s completion of her grocery quest, transactions sealed, she departed the mall’s embrace.

As she ventured a brief span beyond its confines, an inkling tingled at the edges of her awareness—an

unseen pursuer tracing her steps from the shadows.

Whirling about, her gaze met Nancy’s. A flicker of unease traversed Nancy’s countenance as her

concealed hand twitched.

Millie’s brows knitted, an inquiry poised upon her Lips.

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“Why shadow me?”

A fleeting pang of guilt brushed against Nancy’s conscience, a momentary whisper of remorse. Her

initial stratagem had been to surreptitiously incapacitate Millie from the rear. Millie’s unexpected

vigilance, her sharp pivot to meet Nancy’s gaze, caught the orchestrator off-guard.

Time’s constraints loomed, leaving Nancy with a resolute choice to forge ahead. Yet, in this crucible of

urgency, her scheme demanded a heightened ruthlessness, a chisel to carve her path.

Drawing nearer, Nancy enunciated, “A moment of your attention, if you please.”

“And what discourse would you tender?”

“It is…”

A subtle dissonance hummed within Millie’s consciousness, a discordant note that prickled her

instincts. She teetered on the precipice of retreat, poised to reclaim her personal space.

Before Millie’s instinct could fully guide her, a swift motion ensued.

Nancy’s concealed hand surged forth like a specter, and in an instant, a syringe found its mark,

piercing Millie’s neck.

“What in the world are you doing?” Millie’s outcry shattered the air, a cocktail of astonishment and

alarm coursing through her veins.

The syringe’s chilling contents infiltrated her skin, and the weight of her bag slipped from her grasp.

This unexpected turn left her gaping. Nancy’s drastic move was beyond anticipation.

Even as her words hung in the air, a surge of weakness overcame Millie, her vision swirling into an

abyss of ebony and her consciousness slipping Like sand through an hourglass.

A cold smirk curled Nancy’s lips as she effortlessly supported Millie’s unconscious form, her gaze

trailing towards the slate-hued car nestled along the roadside.

At Cloud Villa, Marcus’ concern grew palpable, the clock’s hands ticking away the hours. Three hours

had elapsed since Millie’s supermarket excursion, and her absence gnawed at his senses.

With a decisive choice, he dialed her number.

“Millie, where are you? Why haven’t you returned yet?”