Chapter 47

Chapter: 47

“Explain your absurd behavior tonight right now. That is an order. If you can’t give me a good explanation, I'll throw you out the

window and you'll fall to your death.

Just so you know, this is the eighth floor.”

Millie’s eyes darted towards the window anxiously. She was going to blame this stupid man if anything happened to Grace.

Looking for an escape route, Millie’s gaze fell on his strong and powerful arm exposed by his rolled up sleeves. Without any

warning, she lowered her head and sank her sharp teeth into the arm.

Marcus roared at the pain, but didn’t relinquish his hold on her.

“Let go!”

“You let go first!” Millie returned and sank her teeth back into his skin.

The more she bit into his skin, the weaker he became until he finally let her hand go.

Immediately, Millie stood up straight and shook her aching hand. Why did it hurt so much? Maybe he really broke it.

Then, she felt something cold and wet on her lips. She touched her lips and brought down her hand only to see a red liquid on

her fingertips.

Her eyes quickly shifted to Marcus’ arm. Blood was oozing out of the place she had bitten him.

Marcus couldn’t believe it. Was she going to bite off his flesh if he hadn't let go?

“Shit! Bitch, you’re doomed!”

“It's your fault! You should have just let me go!”

Millie cried and ran out before he could say any more.

Millie felt the chill on her back as she ran outside and let out a sigh.

After a while, she quickly took the dirty mask off her face and whipped out a clean one from her bag.

When Millie reached the last private room and opened the door, a noxious odour wafted out of it, making her frown.

The room was radically different from the spacious and bright tea room from earlier.

It was a dimly lit karaoke room.

Grace’s desperate pleading could be heard coming from inside.

“Mr. Deleon, | didn’t mean to spill a drink on you. It was an accident! I’m really sorry. Please forgive me.”