Chapter 292

Taken aback for a moment, Millie then turned towards the backseat. She was genuinely famished. After wrapping up her work

earlier, she had only managed to sit down and consume a few thin slices of potato chips, which felt like she had hardly ingested

anything at all.

Millie reached back to bring the box closer. Upon opening it, she found a heap of documents. As for the promised food, it was

just a pack of compact biscuits and a bottle of milk.

This was an item Marcus kept in his car as a just-in-case measure. Millie picked up the milk and biscuits and examined them,

finding them to be quite different from what she had envisioned as food.

Observing that Millie didn’t proceed to open the packet for a considerable while, Marcus’ brow furrowed. He pulled the car over to

the roadside and leaned towards Millie, which took her by surprise.

“What... What is it that you are currently engaged in?” The biscuits and milk Millie had been holding fell back into the box.

“Do you always need to have potato chips?” Marcus questioned. “You seem to have a special fondness for them. Aren’t you past

that stage yet?”

Didn't just the little ones relish those? He had only had them a few times in his childhood, and now he had forgotten their taste.

“What do you mean by ‘haven’t grown up’?” Millie couldn’t decipher his intent.

“| only see those little ones who love walking around with a bag of potato chips, licking their greasy fingers afterward. You

resemble them quite a bit,” Marcus teased, a smile playing on his lips.

In the early morning, while others conversed, Millie sat silently, crunching her snacks. Marcus couldn’t help but find this scene

unusually amusing. For the prestigious and highly disciplined Thomas family, which always maintained a strict diet, such scenes

were even scarcer.

Marcus’ words painted a vivid picture in Millie’s mind, and she couldn’t help but visualize children relishing the taste of potato

chips and subsequently licking their fingers with gusto. Immediately, Millie’s face warmed with embarrassment.

But having a fondness for snacks was just a natural predilection for children. What was so humorous about that?

Adults could also enjoy snacks, and that was perfectly normal, wasn’t it? How did it become a matter of her not growing up?

Millie felt compelled to stand up for herself and all the adult snack-lovers out there.

“Who says snacks can’t be enjoyed once you've grown up? There are plenty of people who love eating snacks; it’s just your

personal choice if you don’t. Don’t try to make it seem like | am immature,” she countered.

Her rebuttal was tinged with urgency. Marcus tumed to look at her and saw Millie’s face flushed with a delicate rosy tint. An aura

of girlish allure radiated from her.

It caused a tightening sensation in Marcus’ throat, leading to an involuntary swallow.

Upon closer inspection, the sunlight reflected off her straight, well-defined nose, lending it a radiant glow. Her rosy lips quivered

as if they were enticingly ripe fruit, ready to be savored.

Without any forewarning, Marcus suddenly felt his dormant desire reawaken.

Millie was about to ask Marcus why he hadn't resumed driving when his warm lips suddenly claimed hers.

Millie was frozen in shock. What on earth was transpiring? Had he kissed her yet again? Millie’s eyes widened in disbelief.

After finishing her morning tasks and taking a refreshing shower, Millie emanated a pleasing aroma that further heightened

Marcus’ attraction towards her. His hand gently traced the curve of her back, moving up to support her head as he sought to

deepen their kiss.