Chapter 1111

“Then what guilty act has brought you here?”

Rhea snorted, her face contorted with disdain. Had it not been for Darin’s insistence, she wouldn’t have

considered coming here. And to walk alongside the now-disabled Darin was a source of humiliation for

her.

“I’m merely accompanying someone, unlike you, who played a role in Nancy losing a kidney. Perhaps

you should hurry and pray so that Buddha might shield you from the consequences,” Rhea spat, her

voice laced with bitterness.

In her mind’s eye, she pictured herself tearing Millie apart. It was Millie’s scheming that had ensnared

her in this wretched situation, forcing her to endure Darin’s presence daily, filling her with revulsion as if

she’d swallowed a repulsive insect.

Bound by the necessity to shield her father’s status within the Thomas Group, she was left with no

choice but to bend to Darin’s will.

In response, Millie simply smiled, holding her peace.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“You still have the audacity to laugh!” Rhea thundered, her voice rising with rage.

“I must apologize, but your words only inspire regret within me.

Nevertheless, I stand here with a clear conscience,” Millie replied, her voice filled with candor.

Her adversary had gone for wool and come home shorn, yet still had the gall to posture as someone

strong and heartless. Neither Nancy nor Rhea possessed a shred of dignity.

“The sunset is indeed beautiful, but sharing it with certain individuals is nothing short of sacrilege. I’ll

leave the view to you,”

Millie declared, her voice dripping with disdain.

Watching Millie’s retreating form, Rhea was left with a burning rage that gnawed at her very core.

“Wait!” she called out.

“What more is there to say?” Millie questioned, turning around, a note of impatience in her voice.

Rhea’s cheeks flushed with humiliation. How dare Millie take such a tone with her!

“I recognize women of your type. Once ordinary people taste success, they become unbearably self-

righteous. Yet I must caution you: there exists a woman whom you can never eclipse. The place you

now occupy was originally hers.”

A twinge of discomfort settled in Millie’s chest. Recognizing the intent behind Rhea’s words, she

responded calmly, “Are you talking about your sister?”

“How did you know?” Rhea’s eyes widened in shock. Had Marcus revealed this to Millie?

Millie’s eyes dropped to the ground, her mind drifting back to a day by the riverside when Marcus had

spoken of Shera. A pang of unease had touched her then, a woman’s intuition sensing something

amiss in Marcus’ mention of Shera.

However, she saw no reason to compare herself to someone no Longer living.

“Is it so peculiar that I know? I find no need to measure myself against someone who has passed

away,” Millie answered, her voice steady.

“Heh, passed away.”

Rhea chuckled, her laugh tinged with mystery.