Chapter 383

Chapter: 383

As Marcus removed his tie and unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, preparing to take a shower, the sound of a knock on the door

interrupted his routine.

Marcus wondered if Millie had forgotten to bring her room card as he considered the interruption at the door.

He opened the door to find Nancy outside.

In the chilly weather, Nancy wore only a red dress, her legs exposed beneath a fur coat. With flawless makeup and a pair of red

high heels, she made quite the entrance.

“Mr. Thomas,” Nancy said with a blush as she noticed his unbuttoned neckline.

Nodding in acknowledgment, inviting her inside Marcus turned around, while he buttoned up his shirt.

Apologizing, Nancy said, “Mr. Thomas, I’m sorry for the inconvenience caused by my illness the other day. | have recovered and

am ready to return to work.”

Curling his lips into a teasing smile, Marcus responded, “Your illness seemed rather mysterious, beyond the diagnosis of any

hospital.”

He detested those who were self-righteous. He believed that Thomas Group could run perfectly even in their absence.

Only Marcus knew the fact that Nancy’s current position stemmed not solely from her design ability but also from the

advantageous platform afforded by Thomas Group.

Nancy felt taken aback by the intensity of Marcus’ gaze upon her.

She couldn't help but wonder if Marcus had discovered something about her.

Feeling guilty, Nancy admitted, “To be frank, | have no idea why | suddenly felt weak and fainted that day. The doctors couldn’t

determine the cause of my illness either.

Eventually, a friend took me to a temple, and through prayers, | miraculously recovered. My friend believed | was possessed.”

Having spoken, Nancy observed Marcus carefully, but he had tured his back to her, hiding his expression from her view.

“| shall take you to meet Mrs. Barton tomorrow. Pay close attention to her preferences and create the necklace she desires,”

Marcus instructed.

“Understood, Mr. Thomas. I’ll see to it that the task is accomplished,” Nancy replied with determination.

Turing around, Marcus gathered a stack of documents from the table. “These contain information about Mrs. Barton. Take a look;

they might prove useful,” he offered, handing the documents to Nancy.

Nancy approached and reached out to take the documents. “Okay, | will study them thoroughly,” she assured him.

As she took the file, Nancy pretended it was weighty, deliberately leaning forward, then fell into Marcus’ arms.

The alluring scent of her perfume enveloped Marcus, and her hair gently brushed against his chest. Nancy purposefully lingered

in his arms, creating a moment that seemed to stretch out longer than usual.

Just as this scene unfolded, Millie returned from her reading session at the library, humming contentedly. As she approached the

presidential suite, she noticed the open door and was about to say something, but her words caught in her throat when she

witnessed the sight before her—a woman with long hair lying in Marcus’ arms.