Chapter 376

Chapter: 376

Derek's approach was sensed by Marcus’ keen awareness, who instantly commanded, “Go bring several of Thomas Group’s

exclusive, priceless necklaces here.”

“Mr. Thomas, are we to present these jeweled marvels for Mrs. Barton’s personal selection?” Derek inquired, awestruck.

Marcus’ nod was a declaration of war. On the battlefield of business, he was a warrior, unyielding and fearless, ready to clash

until the last breath. In defeat or victory, he would stand tall without a shadow of regret.

As Derek turned to fulfill his mission, Mylo, drawn by curiosity and mystique, arrived.

After coming up, his surprise at finding Marcus, the rooftop’s solitary figure, was palpable.

“Why are you here, exposed to the biting wind, like a lone wolf on a frigid night?

Guard yourself against the chill,” Mylo wamed, concem lacing his voice.

Upon gazing at the stormy visage on Marcus’ face, Mylo’s lips twisted into a mischievous smirk as he teasingly inquired, “Where

could Millie be, that celestial being who’s stolen my heart? It feels like an eternity since | last saw her, and I’m aching with

longing.”

Marcus’ eyes narrowed, his head tilting in a deliberate warning, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. “Guard your tongue, and

remember your place.”

An eternity? What fanciful nonsense! Had they not just met at the morning’s feast?

Mylo continued, unabashed, “Behold your fierce and possessive countenance! | merely wished to bask in Millie’s sparkling

presence for a moment. A creature so far from ordinary and so uniquely intriguing. Since our morning’s meeting, I’ve been

trapped and tormented by curiosity. Did the insatiable Millie devour the feast she ordered?”

The memory of Millie, a goddess with a curvaceous figure and a gargantuan appetite, struck Mylo like a bolt of lightning. His past

lovers took only a few bites of their food before feigning fullness.

But Millie was different. She had a hearty appetite, with a flimsy excuse of skipping last night’s supper!

“Don’t waste your breath on her,” Marcus growled with a low rumble of disapproval.

He was blindsided by the effect Millie had on his friends.

What spell had she cast to enchant these finicky young men? It was ludicrous, given the whirlwind of scandal that once swirled

around her. Yet here they were, entranced and ensnared by her magnetism.

“Understood, | won’t mention Millie again. Also, please refrain from giving me that particular expression.”

Mylo relented, waving away the subject like a ghost. “Your glare has spoken, and Millie's name shall grace my lips no more.”

Mylo’s curiosity shifted. “The alliance between Thomas Group and Mrs. Barton is frozen, isn’t it? All over a mere necklace?”

“It's true,” Marcus acknowledged.

“| wonder about Mrs. Barton’s business acumen. Sacrificing profit for a necklace seems questionable. Female entrepreneurs can

have varying approaches and ideas.

I'll be cautious when collaborating with any woman in the future.” Mylo shook his head repeatedly in response.