Chapter 599

Chapter: 599

With fierce intensity, Marcus glowered at her and uttered in a cold tone, “Leave.”

“Of course.”

Placing the lunch box on the bench, Bria hastened away. After a brief interval, she found her thoughts

swirling in her mind. As she navigated the hallways, she cast furtive glances around the wards, a shiver

cascading down her spine.

Word had it that Millie’s remains were preserved within these hospital walls.

Upon learning of Millie’s demise in the explosion, Bria harbored an apprehension that the departed

would retum to exact vengeance upon her.

While passing an unoccupied stairwell, she surreptitiously retrieved a handful of paper money and

secreted herself within the shadows. Glancing around to ensure she was alone, she procured a lighter

and ignited the paper money, whispering something.

“Millie, please spare me. I’m offering you this money to use in the afterlife. I’ll burn more for you later.

And remember, your death wasn’t at my hands. I merely played a minor role. I beg you, spare me from

your visitations.”

Behind her, the sound of Marcus’ footsteps drew nearer, but Bria’s nerves were so rattled she couldn’t

perceive it.

Standing at the stairwell, Marcus observed Bria hunched over, setting paper money ablaze in the dim

ochre light.

“What are you doing?” Marcus questioned, with a touch of incredulity in his tone.

Startled, Bria spun around to see Marcus towering on the stairwell, a figure resembling the lord of the

underworld. Fright gripped her, and she scrambled to her feet. ir. Thomas, when did you arrive?”

“Are you burning paper money for Millie? Are you afraid she’ll come after you? Did you kill her?”

Marcus’ gaze tured frosty and menacing. Bria trembled, struggling to keep her composure. She’d just

been beseeching Millie not to haunt her.

Wide-eyed, Bria quickly refuted, “No, no, it’s not me. I didn’t harm Mrs. Thomas. I was only burning

paper money to ensure she had enough in the afterlife.”

Bria’s explanation was cut short as Marcus seized her throat, pressing her against the cold railing of

the staircase.

“Enough of this nonsense! What did you do to Millie? Why bum paper money for her? Speak up now;

my patience is wearing thin.”

“Mr. Thomas, please, I truly haven’t harmed Mrs. Thomas.”

Stubbornness colored her words.

“Very well, then I’ll simply toss you off this ledge and leave you to your fate.”

Bria dangled precariously, her upper body suspended in the air. Faced with Marcus’ intense gaze, she

was horrified—plummeting from this height would surely lead to her demise.

“Mr. Thomas, spare me; I’ll confess! I never liked Mrs. Thomas, so I intentionally placed fish bones in

her dish when she wasn’t looking, causing your mother to choke.”

Suddenly, Marcus’ emotions surged. “You did it?”