Chapter 379

Chapter: 379

As Mylo’s hand reached for the mysterious drink, he caught Millie’s radiant smile, which was aimed at someone. His eyes

followed the trail and landed on Mrs. Barton.

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Barton stood, collected her bag, and gracefully approached.

Mrs. Barton and her secretary arrived at their side with a dignified air.

“Miss Brown, a pleasure to meet you once again,” Mrs. Barton offered, her smile a warm beacon.

Millie, now aware of Mrs. Barton’s presence, reciprocated the smile.

She never anticipated that Mrs. Barton would approach her. She must still remember their meeting in the forest.

Rising hastily, Millie shifted to make room, graciously offering two seats.

“Mrs. Barton and Simon, please make yourselves comfortable.”

Mrs. Barton declined with a shake of her head. “No, thank you. This place isn’t quite my scene; it’s a haven for youth. | came to

observe, but | must depart.”

Mylo, a statue of shock, wondered in silence how Millie knew Mrs. Barton. Was it through his brother’s introduction?

“py the way, | adore the photos you captured of me. Have you studied photography?” Mrs. Barton inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Their morning encounter had seen Millie spend an hour photographing Mrs. Barton in the snow. Her selflessness surprised Mrs.

Barton, who was accustomed to people seeking favors.

At the outset, she entertained the idea that the young girl might be aware of her identity as Mrs. Barton. As a result, she eagerly

offered her services to take photographs, hoping to gain some benefits from their connection.

Often seeking her signature, requesting photographs, or even soliciting monetary favors from her. Mrs. Barton encountered such

utilitarian individuals on numerous occasions.

Yet Millie’s generosity, especially on such a frigid day, stood out like a beacon.

Such a girl was surely of high moral fiber.

“Im no photographer. Photography is a mere hobby,” Millie replied, modestly deflecting the compliment. “It’s an honor that you

appreciate my work.”

Mrs. Barton’s astonishment bubbled forth as she asked, “Then what do you do?”

Millie found herself at a loss for words. Was she simply a full-time wife?

Mylo intervened, painting Millie in glowing terms.

“she’s a remarkable jewelry designer. If you desire a unique design, she’s the one to consult.”

Simon’s exclamation burst forth, tinged with a touch of exaggeration. “Oh my goodness! Are you a jewelry designer? Your photos

are absolutely stunning, and your mastery of the camera is truly impressive. We had assumed you were a professional

photographer! You are truly remarkable!”