Chapter 50

Chapter: 50

“Fine, I'll drink.”

“No, you won't. Millie, you can’t hold your liquor. I'll just lick his shoes. It’s not that hard, anyway,” Grace said. Since she was the

one who created this mess, she should be the one to bear the consequences. Millie’s life would be in danger if she drank that

much alcohol.

Millie grabbed Grace's hand, gave it a reassuring squeeze, and whispered, “Don’t worry. | have a plan.”

“Hey, enough with the talk! Remove your mask now, and start drinking. Stop playing mysterious. | want to see your face.”

As she eyed the drinks on the table and the men who were clearly up to no good, Millie requested, “Let me go to the restroom

first.”

A voice of disapproval chimed in, “We're just asking you to drink. Why do you have so many demands?”

“Let her go. Let's show her some mercy. She had no chance of escaping us anyway.”

Harvey snickered before giving a nod of approval.

Millie went into the restroom and stopped in front of the mirror. She took a few deep breaths before pulling out a pen from her

bag and beginning to doodle on her face.

The conversation started outside the restroom.

“By the way, did you see the news? Apparently, Marcus isn’t disabled at all. I've always thought that he was lucky to have made it

out of the car accident with only a broken leg, but it turns out that he survived it unscathed. Seriously, life is so unfair.”

“Yeah. | also heard he got married recently. He must be mad, though. Why did he marry that ugly freak? | heard her face is so

hideous that she has to wear a mask all the time.”

“Oh, that cracks me up! Who would have thought that the almighty CEO of Thomas Group would be deceived by a horrible-

looking woman?”

“| know, right?”

Then, guffaws echoed across the room.

In the restroom, Millie was still frantically drawing on her face, her heart racing upon hearing their mocking laughter. She did not

know that men could also gossip so much.

It took three more minutes, but Millie eventually emerged from the restroom.

The men stopped laughing and turned their attention to her.

“Now, take your mask off and drink,” one of the men demanded.

The men’s gazes were fixed on her, predatory in nature, as they waited for her to uncover her face and confirm their presumption

of her attractiveness.

As expected, when presented with something completely new, people tended to react with excitement and curiosity.

Millie nodded before grabbing a glass of alcohol.