Chapter 659

Chapter: 659

Watching the affection in Leon’s eyes, Millie picked up her fork, but found herself without an appetite.

She marveled at Fiona’s composure. Even in the face of a witness, Fiona displayed no guilt. Was she

not afraid that Millie would reveal what she had seen earlier that afternoon?

Due to being distracted, Millie didn’t get to eat anything.

“Millie, I heard Mrs. Thomas call you by that name. May I call you that too?” Fiona asked, her tone

polite.

Millie looked up and nodded faintly.

“Why don’t you call your husband and ask him to join us?” Fiona suggested.

Millie shook her head, explaining, “He has an appointment with a businessman tonight. He’s dining

out.”

Her eyes darted to Leon, searching for a reaction. Didn’t he suspect anything? No wonder, the room

had been tidied, and the other man was gone.

He noticed nothing.

Leon, too, glanced at Millie, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He sensed that something was troubling her.

Unable to watch Fiona deceive Leon any longer, Millie finally asked, “Earlier today, I heard a man

knocking at your door. It seemed like he wanted to see you. Who was he?”

Fiona’s calm facade faltered. Millie still wanted to expose her.

After hearing Millie’s words, Leon’s eyes fixed on Fiona with an intense, probing look.

Fiona managed to keep her composure and explained, “That was a colleague from the factory. He

wanted to know if I was going to work with him. I told him that I’ve resigned and won’t be going there

anymore. I don’t think he’ll bother me again.”

“I see,” Millie responded, a hint of tension in her voice. “I’m sorry, but I just remembered that a friend

asked me out for dinner. She must be waiting for me at the restaurant. I have to go now. Enjoy your

dinner.”

With that, she put down her fork since she couldn’t bring herself to have a bite of the food.

After exiting Fiona’s room, she tiptoed back to her own quarters and prepared herself a bowl of

noodles.

When Marcus returned, he found Millie sitting at her desk, staring at a piece of paper but not drawing,

her mind elsewhere.

She hoped her question to Fiona had stirred some suspicion in Leon, alerting him that something was

amiss.

“Have you eaten yet?” Marcus asked as he took a seat. He had invited Millie to join him for the dinner

party, but she had declined.

It was only then that Millie realized Marcus had returned. “Yes, I have,” she replied.

Marcus’ eyes flicked to her half-finished design. “What did you have?”