Chapter 65

Left alone in the dark, Marcus held out his hand as if to grab her, then brought it back and let it fall to his side.

Early in the moming, Bria stopped under the staircase before looking around. She then turned to Rhea, who was dressed quite

extravagantly.

“Miss Evans, I’ve ruined Millie’s dress like you told me to. Seriously, | don’t know where that hideous woman got the idea that

she'd fit in at the party.”

Bria’s words did nothing to improve Rhea’s mood at all. The ruination of the dress was only a short-term relief from the

embarrassment Millie had caused her earlier in the clothing store.

Bria was right, though. Millie did not have the qualifications to attend the birthday party.

The thought of the woman linking arms with Marcus with a smirk on her face and her head held high as they entered the venue

made Rhea seethe in anger.

Amoment later, Rhea’s irritated eyes landed on Celeste, who was sipping her tea.

She began formulating a strategy in her head and approached the older woman.

She was sure that there was no way Celeste would let Millie attend the birthday party.

Rhea beamed as she sat down next to the older woman.

“Mrs. Thomas, will Millie also attend Madam Claudia’s birthday party?”

“she’s going? Where did you get that idea?” The mention of Millie’s name instantly brought a frown to Celeste’s face.

“| saw her shopping for a dress when | went to buy clothes yesterday. | thought you agreed to let her go because you wanted to

introduce her to everyone at the party,”

Rhea said.

When evening came, Celeste sat in the living room, her countenance grim.

She heard the sound of the door opening, indicating that Marcus had returned.

Celeste studied her son, who stood at an impressive 1.88 meters. Marcus’s longtime dominance over the Thomas family’s riches

and company was a testament to his intelligence and ability. He was physically and intellectually outstanding.

Despite all of that, he ended up marrying a very unremarkable woman.

Marcus sensed Celeste’s stare as he entered the living room, so he walked closer to her.

“Do you have something to say to me?”

“That wicked girl has bought a dress to wear to Claudia’s birthday party, so she obviously plans on attending. Are you really

planning to let her go?” Celeste asked.

Marcus sat down next to her, his expression growing gloomy.