Chapter 338

Chapter: 338

The rest of the shoot was a seamless blend of various themes, their cooperation adding to the smooth progression.

As they headed back, exhaustion claimed Millie, lulling her into a peaceful slumber.

The day’s activities had drained her energy, and the fatigue set in the moment she was seated comfortably.

Marcus glanced back, noting Millie’s peaceful form leaning against the plush leather seat. He slowed the car and pulled over.

Stepping out, he was joined by Derek.

“Have you uncovered any information?” Marcus inquired about the man he had seen in the banyan forest.

Derek nodded affirmatively and said, “It’s Harlan.”

For a brief instant, Marcus’ features seemed frozen, like a sculpture caught in the midst of a pivotal revelation. He harbored a

potent intuition, a sense that the stalker was none other than Harlan.

“As soon as Harlan left the manor, he set his course directly for the Peak Hotel. Mr. Thomas, shall we venture forth to meet him?”

Derek ventured to ask.

With eyes locked on the infinite horizon, Marcus offered a languid response.

“No need. He will seek me out of his own accord.”

From the moment Harlan’s footfalls echoed in Preagend, he had targeted Marcus. It appeared this visit was intended solely for

Marcus—a personal call of sorts.

Derek suggested, “Would it be prudent to station a few guards inconspicuously to ensure Madam’s safety until Harlan departs

Preagend?”

Marcus withdrew his hand from the crisp fabric of his suit trousers, balling it into a fist that showcased the sharp articulation of his

knuckles.

He shifted his gaze to Millie, who lay asleep in the car, the lines of her face soft and innocent in repose.

At times, he likened the sleeping Millie to a blissfully unaware Sleeping Beauty, stirring a reluctance to interrupt her peaceful

dreams.

But he understood that this woman was not always bathed in tranquility.

Occasionally, she would perch herself on a swing, gazing at nothingness for long hours. Some nights found her restless and

awake, clearly grappling with some invisible burden.

“Yes, dispatch a handful of bodyguards to safeguard her discreetly.”

Marcus acquiesced and stepped into the car. As the vehicle hummed to life, Millie stirred, her eyes fluttering open in confusion as

she registered the road unfurling before them.

The path led them back to the villa.

“At the upcoming crossroads, drop me off. | must pay a visit to the hospital,” Millie announced.