Chapter 281

As the manager approached the exit, he closed the door behind him with consideration. Millie, on the verge of desperation,

longed to escape the room as quickly as possible.

“Wait, manager.”

But the manager, not wanting to be involved in her predicament, left swiftly.

Millie squirmed in her seat. Despite her failure to escape, she attempted to distance herself from Marcus.

She raised her gaze, only to be met with the bright overhead lights. She was dazed and sighed. Their thoughts were

complicated.

The memory of her sharing a drink with Marcus resurfaced. She realized that they had sipped from the same glass.

Marcus’ frown deepened as he spoke.

“you accuse me of taking advantage of my wife. Did | wrong you in a past life?”

What was he implying? Millie shot a glare at Marcus, a heavy feeling settling in her chest.

She wondered if she was paying for a debt from a previous life, marrying him by mistake, and enduring his family’s

chastisement.

Their gazes met and lingered, creating a strange tension in the air.

Bruce intervened, “Millie, do you plan on continuing your work here? You must preserve my cousin’s reputation. This place caters

to a high-end clientele. If you served drinks to customers, if reported in the media, he would be accused of abusing his wife.

Even the wages of a servant in the Thomas family exceed yours.”

Millie felt a pang of guilt at Bruce’s words.

“L will be discreet. | won't get caught.”

Marcus responded by placing a fresh set of utensils in front of Millie and tersely instructing, “Eat.”

With guilt triggered by Bruce’s comments, Millie nodded in compliance. “Alright.”

The conversation shifted to company affairs. As the discussion unfolded, Millie noticed Marcus’ aloof nature. He didn’t speak

much, but when he did, it commanded attention.

It was clear that Marcus held significant sway over the others.

Millie picked at her food, her discomfort in the private room apparent, her appetite dwindling.

The recent memory of sharing a drink with Marcus in front of his friends made her particularly uneasy.

Did Delmor just mention that he noticed them drinking from the same spot? She hadn't paid attention to such details. As she held

her face in her hand, the thought of it filled her with revulsion. Could they have really sipped from the same spot?

Noticing Millie’s distraction, Marcus handed her the adjacent menu.