Chapter 213

“Gemma, please go back inside. I’m okay, | don’t want you to fall ill,” urged Millie.

“T can’t just leave. How can | assist you in this deluge? Mrs. Thomas is genuinely enraged this time. If she refuses you shelter

for the entire night, you'll surely fall sick. Madam, I’m certain that Miss Evans provoked you first, causing you to push her into the

lake. I’ve long known that Miss Evans is two-faced. She adopts a gentle, kind demeanor around Mrs. Thomas but reveals her

overbearing, fierce side towards us servants. She’s quite a performer.” Gemma expressed empathy.

Moved by Gemma’s trust and audacity, Millie squeezed her hand in appreciation.

“| appreciate your concern, but you must listen to me. Don’t fret over me, return indoors.”

“But what about you?”

“Don't worry, | have a plan. I'll leave here right away and seek my friend.” Millie cast a glance at the brightly lit mansion, then

redirected her gaze towards the grand entrance amidst the pouring rain.

She felt the biting cold. Why should she bear this punishment? Why was she standing here, tolerating such humiliation?

Abruptly shoving Gemma aside, Millie spun and sprinted towards the entrance gate.

Marcus scoffed, amused by her defiance.

“She bolted?! Quite a gutsy move.”

“Isn't that expected? Millie is no fool. As a young woman, she’s undoubtedly doted on by her parents. How could she endure

such mistreatment? Ah, | recall seeing her earlier, restraining her anger and nearly grinding her teeth to bits. Could she do

something rash?” Bruce voiced his worries.

Without a beat, Marcus retorted, “That’s not her style.”

“Don't be so sure. Millie’s pride is not to be underestimated. You know the saying,

Better to die standing than to live kneeling.”

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning split the sky, startling Bruce, who instinctively stepped back.

“Damn, that was frightening! I’m not going home tonight. I’ll just make do here.

What dreadful weather this is!”

As the rain intensified, Marcus shivered, squinting his eyes against the storm.

Meanwhile, at a 24-hour eatery in the city center.

“You've married into a wealthy family, and it's shocking to see their treatment of people. It’s truly appalling. Poor Millie. |

sympathize with your plight, being cast out into the rain this late. You must be chilled to the bone. Here, have a hot drink.”

Grace sympathized with Millie, offering her a warm beverage.

Millie took a sip. Gradually, her body began to warm.