Chapter 307

Rylie’s tone carried a note of urgency. The idea that this stunning couple would opt out of parenthood seemed unfathomable,

akin to squandering their genetic wealth.

Millie perceived Rylie as an ally trying to convince her, but she stood her ground, shaking her head.

“Our relationship is doomed to fail. He and | are as mismatched as chalk and cheese. I’m sure you've heard of the arranged

marriage debacle. The original bride-to-be was my sister, Mia. My walk down the aisle with him was nothing more than a twist of

fate. But believe it or not, I’ve never been embroiled in anything remotely related to drugs.”

Awave of sadness washed over Millie. Rylie must have heard about her marriage to Marcus, but judging by the conversation, it

seemed she didn’t buy into the allegations against Millie.

“Yes, I’m aware. | broached these subjects because | believe you. I’m not in the habit of forging bonds with just anybody. | have

my own standards.”

Rylie nodded, finding Millie’s demeanor to be as pure as a crystal stream; her gaze was clear and steadfast, reminiscent of a

sturdy lily standing tall amidst the mountain wilderness, wafting a sweet aroma.

It was clear that Millie was a gem of a person. If she were as vile as the rumors suggested, Marcus, with his icy demeanor, high

standards, and unforgiving pride, would’ve shown her the door without hesitation.

Anyone who dared to plot against him would face his merciless retaliation.

Furthermore, Rylie’s previous dealings with Mia revealed the latter’s prowess in deception. Mia’s cunning was a force to be

reckoned with in the Brown family.

“mcompatible? You two are like two peas in a pod, practically a celestial match.

Why do you foresee a split? If anyone, it's Mia, who wouldn’t stand a chance with him. You’re a treasure and an absolute delight.

What man could resist your charm?”

Rylie implored.

Millie was left bewildered by Rylie’s words. Could she and Marcus truly be a perfect match?

In Rylie’s eyes, Millie was a diamond, but she hadn’t realized her own worth.

She was just an ordinary girl, trudging through each day with determination.

Currently, her sole aim was to arrange for her grandmother's surgical procedure.

With furrowed brows and earnest eyes, Millie affirmed, “We're like oil and water, destined to separate. Divorce seems a likely

outcome in the near future.”

She didn’t consciously ponder the future, but she had a nagging feeling that she and Marcus were ill-matched.

Celeste held no affection for her, and Marcus was as unpredictable as a storm at sea, always poised to make her life difficult.

At present, she was trying to bridge the gap with Leon, hoping to persuade him to help with her grandmother’s surgery. Hence,

she needed to remain a part of the Thomas family. Once her grandmother’s health was restored, she planned to escape with her

to a tranquil hideaway where they could lead a peaceful existence.

As Millie laid her plans bare with candid sincerity, Rylie was left reeling in disbelief.

However, in the blink of an eye, she retorted, “Don’t spout nonsense. You're bound together by fate. | bet Marcus won't let you

slip through his fingers.”