Chapter 1175

“Yes, it’s quite comfortable.”

With his palm ensconcing her supple waist, he traced the contour of her dainty frame.

Commended, Millie lifted her countenance, radiating self-assurance. A rosy hue graced her cheeks.

“I am an adept, you see. However, a caveat, bad news awaits. You’ll be charged for this indulgence.”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Charged?” Marcus’s eyebrows lifted in intrigue, and his interest piqued.

Millie’s brows arched, her gaze imbued with allure.

“Indeed. My hands are more accustomed to crafting, but now they can accommodate this massage. It’s

an opulent service, and taxing at that.

I must maintain a posture of perfect alignment, extending my arms ceaselessly. I’m almost drenched in

perspiration.”

Affirmative in his acknowledgment, Marcus’s gaze alighted upon her complexion. Suppressing the urge

to affectionately pinch her cheek, he quirked an eyebrow.

“Indubitably extravagant. Do enlighten me, what would be the tariff?”

Observing the delight etched across his visage, Millie ruminated for a fleeting moment before

spontaneity prevailed.

“Payments, my dear. One hundred for ten minutes, two hundred for twenty minutes, and so forth. I

intend for this to offset a portion of my debt.”

Marcus chuckled.

“Still holding onto that ten million, are you? And what if I decline?”

“Decline? I’ll log it in a little ledger,” Millie responded after a momentary pause.

The moment the words left her lips, a broad grin blossomed across Marcus’s countenance.

“Why the laughter?” with an air of jest, Marcus replied, his smile radiant.

“If you’re unable to retire a ten-million-dollar debt within this lifetime, then it will extend into the next.

Perhaps you’re signaling an intent to be by my side in subsequent lives? I never fathomed you had

such grand designs for the present and the hereafter. Considering how infrequently you initiate even a

kiss, this revelation is quite enlightening. It seems you harbor quite the affection for me.”

Millie hadn’t anticipated this interpretation. Her initial intention had been to settle her debt, but now her

cheeks were imbued with a warm flush. Seeing Marcus’s gaze fixed on her with a playful smile, she

crossed her arms in a feigned sulk.

Did he not realize how easily she became bashful? How could he playfully jest with her?

“No, that’s not it. I never said I’d be with you in my next life.

I simply wanted to repay what I owed. And right now, I just want a banana.”

Subsequently, Millie seized a banana, nimbly peeling it.

Marcus intercepted her arm, his demeanor one of playful admonishment.