Chapter 384

Chapter: 384

Astonished, Millie halted at the door, her brow furrowing in confusion and surprise.

Upon hearing the commotion, Marcus tumed his attention towards the door. Millie’s expression conveyed her apparent

misunderstanding of the situation.

Growing impatient with the situation, Marcus was about to push Nancy away, but before he could act, she took the initiative to

get up and left with the file, leaving the room on her own accord.

“I'm leaving, Mr. Thomas. I'll study these materials carefully.” Turning on her heels, Nancy walked out of the room, casting a look

of disdain and self-satisfaction towards Millie as she passed by.

A minute passed, yet the atmosphere in the presidential suite remained tense.

Millie furrowed her brow and fixed her gaze on Marcus. Despite his conviction that it was a misunderstanding, he couldn’t help

but feel a touch of nervousness.

Refusing to yield to the need for an explanation, Marcus responded with a touch of irritation in his voice.

“Didn't | tell you to come back early?” he asked, his frustration evident in his tone.

“What time is it now?”

Hearing his question, Millie looked up, her eyes reflecting anger as she retorted, “Why would | come back early? To witness you

two making out?” Millie responded, her tone laced with sarcasm and frustration.

Millie didn’t anticipate such blatant behavior with the door open. She couldn’t help but wonder if Marcus had really been

disciplined or if he had simply never encountered the right person until now.

Millie couldn’t help but wonder if Marcus had developed an affinity for women like

Nancy.

Based on Millie’s tone, Marcus was certain that she had misunderstood the situation. To convey his desire to silence any further

discussion, he removed his hand from his trouser pocket and gently placed it on her lips, indicating that he didn’t wish to

elaborate further.

“What you witnessed may not be the whole truth. Don’t overthink it,” Marcus reassured her.

Millie froze at the threshold, immobilized by uncertainty.

“step inside first. If there’s something weighing on your mind, let's talk about it inside,” Marcus urged, his voice a hushed rumble

and his eyes flicking towards the entranceway.

The door hung ajar, and the occasional passerby would steal a curious glance into the room.

Millie’s eyes darted to two figures approaching, and after a moment of reflection, she decided to guard her anonymity. Her

response was cool and detached: “Very well.”

As soon as Millie crossed the threshold, Marcus moved with purpose, closing the door and pinning her to the wall, his piercing

gaze locked onto her. He solemnly said, “You misunderstand the situation. Had there been any secret liaison, would | leave the

door so invitingly open?”

Millie’s eyes blinked, betraying her surprise. Was he really trying to clarify things?

His explanation resonated with a ring of truth, yet she had witnessed the scene herself—Nancy collapsing into his embrace.