Chapter 330

On hearing these words, Millie managed a smile.

On the sprawling, resplendent lawn bathed in sunshine, Marcus and his pals stood chatting, awaiting Millie’s completion of her makeup.

The high-end photography team, hired at a steep price, had arranged their top-notch cameras like a battery of artillery, poised for action.

Sporting a devilish smirk, Bruce queried, “Marcus, are you eager to see Millie all dolled up?”

Although he wasn’t the groom, Bruce couldn't contain his excitement.

Marcus merely cast a glance at his friends, their curiosity palpable, but chose to remain silent.

“Here she comes. Someone sure has a discerning eye. Millie looks angelic.” Mylo was the first to spot Millie, resplendent in her

makeup, elegantly stepping out of the villa, her white gown held up by two attendants.

Even Marcus, who had thus far been nonchalant, quickly turned to look.

Adomed in an elaborate wedding gown, Millie appeared every bit a vision. Marcus was taken aback, a spark of surprise dancing

in his eyes. Millie's towering presence, enhanced by the romantic, diamond-studded gown, only accentuated her elegance.

Millie bore the grace of a princess emerging from her castle, akin to the allure of

Aphrodite herself.

Bruce nudged Marcus, excitement coursing through him, and coughed. “Well, what do you think?”

Marcus averted his gaze, casting a fleeting glance at Bruce, feigning disinterest once again.

The photographer clapped his hands, announcing, “Alright, let’s get this show on the road. Bride and groom, please position

yourselves in the center. The rest of you, please step aside.”

As Millie and Marcus moved into the designated area, an assistant called out, “Get closer, closer.”

In a brief moment, their gazes met. Marcus, wearing a solemn expression, moved closer to Millie, who mirrored his actions.

During their recent eye contact, Millie comprehended Marcus’ intent. He was conveying to her that she lacked alternatives and thus must collaborate

in order to fulfill the assignment.

Once in close proximity, the photographer adjusted his lens for the perfect shot, only to set down his camera with a shake of his head. Despite their

individual attractiveness, the couple lacked the warmth expected of newlyweds. Their expressions were somber and devoid of happiness.

“Bride, link your arm with the groom's.”

“Bride, lean into the groom.”

“Look into each other’s eyes tenderly.”

“Now, both of you, flash a smile for the camera.”