Chapter 174

Chapter: 174

‘The man’s murderous tone could be heard clearly on the phone as he asked, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Nothing. I’m just saying that not only is Patrick handsome, but he also works at a scientific research institute. From what | can

see, his income is more than enough to provide for Millie. His mother is a sweetheart, too. With them, Mille will have a good life

after marrying him.”

“shut up. If | hear any rumors about them when | get back, I'll send you abroad.”

Without waiting for Bruce’s response, Marcus ended the call.

Meanwhile, Millie was coughing violently into her hand after almost choking on a piece of orange. Once she got the coughing

under control, she shot Bruce a stern look.

“You shouldn't have lied to Latoya. You’re getting her hopes up.”

“I'll explain everything to her later. Don’t worry; I’m acting in Marcus’ best interest.

If we don’t do this, he'll start to believe you’re completely charmless.”

Once the night settled in, Marcus drove back to the company’s vacation spot.

Upon arriving, he made his way to his room to stow away his belongings. As he prepared to depart, he deliberately glanced

towards Millie's room, finding it firmly sealed. Loosening the diamond button on his wrist, he rolled up his sleeves slightly.

Squinting his eyes, he tuned on his heel and descended the stairs.

Outside the hotel, Bruce sat on a bench, engaged in a phone conversation. Spotting Marcus’ towering figure approaching, he

promptly concluded the call.

“Marcus, | thought you weren't returning tonight. Tomorrow, you still need to attend the business association meeting organized

by the City Government, right? The round trip takes at least two hours each time. It would be more convenient for you to stay at

home,” Bruce remarked.

Calmly, Marcus responded, “Attend tomorrow’s meeting in my place.” He stood beneath a vibrant green banana tree, casting a

sidelong glance at the night sky.

“What? Me? Isn't that your responsibility?” Bruce protested, dreading the mere thought of attending such a meeting, as it would

only induce sleepiness and boredom.

“Then make your choice: abroad or tomorrow’s meeting,” Marcus replied in a flat tone.

“Are you threatening me?” Bruce grunted.

Marcus snorted in response, withholding any verbal retort. Bruce glanced at him, feeling an unsettling presence looming in the

air.

Overwhelmed by the sense of intimidation, Bruce eventually relented. “Fine, I'll go.

It's just a meeting. Not a big deal.”

“Why are you so watchful? Are you looking for someone?” After a while, Bruce noticed that Marcus’ cold gaze scoured every

direction. It was as if he possessed an X-ray vision, meticulously scanning the entire area.

“Where is Millie?” Marcus asked casually.