Chapter 451

Agrin of satisfaction adorned Millie’s countenance, standing in stark contrast to Nancy’s vexation.

“Did you catch that, Nancy? We've collectively vowed to preserve your secret. You may commence your performance.”

Overwhelmed with anger, Nancy bit her lower lip; her complexion was drained of color, and humiliation was etched across her

features.

“It was merely a jest. Why take it to heart?”

“As adults, we should be accountable for our words. Nancy, it’s your turn. We're waiting.”

Having narrowly escaped the orchestrated trap, Millie wasn’t about to release Nancy from her predicament so easily.

Millie’s gaze flickered to Marcus, a gratified smile playing on her lips. She appreciated his reluctance to intervene on Nancy’s

behalf. Instead, he played by the tules of this game.

Nancy was at her wit’s end. If they were alone, she might have resorted to physical aggression to vent her frustration and

shame.

Yet that option wasn’t available now.

Desperate and seeking assistance, Nancy cast a pitiful gaze towards Marcus, beseeching him for help.

“Mr. Thomas, I’ve dedicated years to the cause of the Thomas Group. My words were in jest. Why should Mrs. Thomas interpret

them literally? Even if she loses, | have no intention of making her bark like a dog.”

In an effort to salvage herself from the impending humiliation, Nancy addressed Millie with the honorific “Mrs. Thomas.”

Marcus’ brows furrowed. While his expression remained unchanged, he seemed to be ruminating.

Millie inwardly cursed, apprehensive that Marcus might succumb to Nancy’s pitiful gaze.

To thwart Nancy’s escape, Millie conceived a plan.

“Honey, you're keeping asking why | fell into the snow pit earlier.”

Today, she was resolved to beat Nancy at her own game.

Nancy’s reaction was dramatic; he had inquired about the circumstances of Millie’s fall. Why was he so invested in her well-

being?

Millie was committed to putting Nancy on edge.

Upon noting Marcus’ piqued curiosity, Nancy's nerves were frayed. Clenching her fists, she couldn’t contain her unease.

“What's the matter?” Marcus queried.

Observing Millie's intention to speak, Nancy’s fear compelled her to interject loudly.