Chapter 487

Chapter: 487

Mia simmered with anger and embarrassment at having been outmaneuvered by Millie. Springing to her feet, she shed her usual

refinement.

“shut up! I’ve never laid eyes on such a book.”

Seeing Mia lose control, Gianna hastily intervened. ” down.” ia, what’s gotten into you? Sit

Regaining her composure, Mia awkwardly returned to her seat.

She glared at Millie, plotting her revenge.

She was determined to divulge Millie's most embarrassing secrets, hoping to render her mortified.

Mia shifted her gaze to Marcus, flashing a suggestive smile.

“Mr. Thomas, there’s something you're unaware of.”

A hint of impatience flickered in Marcus’ deep gaze.

“And what might that be?”

Mia’s smile had a touch of mischief as she began recounting the story.

“My sister used to have an insatiable appetite as a kid. She'd even wake up in the middle of the night to scavenge for food.

Once, she sneaked down to the kitchen late at night for a snack. However, on her way back upstairs, she accidentally tumbled

down the stairs, creating a ruckus that woke everyone up. We rushed over and found her on the floor, her nose and chin

bleeding. But she clung onto a piece of bread like her life depended on it, insisting she was perfectly fine. She wiped her nose,

dashed into her room, locked the door, and wouldn't respond to our pleas to see a doctor.”

Marcus tightened his lips, a trace of coldness flitting across his eyes.

“All that fuss over a piece of bread? Was she out of her mind?”

“Yes, we all thought she was quite a character.”

Aauick glance at the sulky girl beside him, Marcus’ curiosity got the better of him.

“Is there more to this story?”

Millie’s spirits dipped as she realized they were still prying into her embarrassing moments.

For her, those instances weren’t mortifying but rather melancholic experiences.

In truth, that night, she had accidentally broken a bowl. Gianna, in a fit of anger, had denied her food. Starving and famished,

she'd ventured to the kitchen for sustenance.

As for the so-called pleas to see a doctor, that was just a fabrication.

Back then, Gianna had ordered to seize her bread, and threatened to let her starve.