Chapter 460

“you do not find favor in me? Is it because you deem me wanting, foreseeing a life of hardship? Rest assured, my wealth would

usher you into a life of opulence and perpetual delight.”

Harlan couldn’t comprehend why the maid refused his company. Was she out of her mind?

Different ladies aspired to become part of his affluent family in matrimony.

Millie shook her head in astonishment, her words a genuine reflection of her sentiments. “No, your excellence eclipses my own. |

am but a humble servant; duty beckons me back.”

With resolution, she rose, the album held close, an attempt to depart thwarted by Harlan’s grasp.

She rejected his advances and still sought escape. Harlan’s grip on Millie remained resolute; a tussle of wills unfolded.

Despite her words of self-doubt, her eyes betrayed a different truth. They revealed an absence of romantic sentiments towards

him.

In the mere span of three encounters, the maid had managed to captivate Harlan’s curiosity significantly.

Without hesitation, Harlan swiftly seized hold of Millie’s hand.

Millie pivoted around, and her gaze met Harlan’s, his eyes seeming to hold depths of meaning within them.

“Attempting evasion, are you?”

“No, merely resuming my tasks.”

Confusion shrouded the scene, with questions hanging like suspended mist. Why did Harlan’s unexpected proposal escape his

lips?

“such a silly woman, do you harbor feelings for Marcus?” Harlan’s eyes briefly darted towards the album clutched by Millie.

He couldn't comprehend the reason behind the affection from numerous women towards Marcus.

With an urgency that bordered on haste, Millie swiftly rebutted, “No, | assure you, | do not harbor any affection for him.”

Harlan’s demeanor shifted, gravitating towards seriousness. He knew Millie’s words held no truth, a white lie intended to veil

deeper emotions. Regardless, he chose not to dismantle her fragile defense and instead offered gentle advice.

His voice bore patience and a dash of playful attraction.

“It's for the best that you don’t feel drawn to him. After all, Marcus is now a married man. No matter your feelings, a future

together remains implausible. Avoid foolish notions in the days to come.”

“What are you doing?”

The sudden interruption by an enraged roar broke the conversation’s flow, jarring the two individuals present.

Drawing closer, Marcus approached with an expression of wrath etched across his face and a sensation of impending doom

permeating the air. Millie’s instinctual response was swift—she untangled herself from Harlan’s grasp.