Chapter 709

The aide reddened, swiftly clarifying, “No, I merely feel she is fortunate, and her condition isn’t dire.

Moving forward, I hope you’ll channel your energies into work, sir.”

“Let’s eat.”

Grateful that he had managed to avoid any unintended issues with his previous words, the aide

breathed a sigh of relief.

As they concluded their meal and stepped back outside, Millie approached them.

Millie drew nearer, acutely aware of the resentment Leon now bore towards her. swiftly, she needed to

dispel this misunderstanding, any delay would prove detrimental to her cause.

Leon’s departure words carried a veiled promise of vengeance for Fiona.

“Why are you here?” Leon’s tone dripped with frost, sending a shiver down Millie’s spine.

Confronting the glaring sunlight, Millie met Leon’s gaze, her confidence faltering.

“Fiona deceived you. This evidence speaks for itself. Upon examining it, you’ll comprehend the truth. I

didn’t push her; she orchestrated this fall out of fear that I’d present you with these proofs, revealing her

true colors. Her tumble down the steps was a calculated ploy to grab your attention.”

Leon accepted the evidence, casting a cursory glance before casually discarding it into a nearby trash

receptacle, his disdain palpable.

“Don’t assume I’m oblivious to your strategy. You pushed her down the stairs, causing her injury. Now,

fearing my retaliation on her behalf, you’re preemptively launching an offensive. You even furnish a

slew of evidence to discredit her.”

With one hand tucked into his pocket, Leon’s words dripped with an icy ruthlessness.

Millie was rendered speechless.

All the painstakingly collected information seemed to be discarded like refuse.

“Millie, what has Fiona done to warrant your actions? You’ve treated her this way, even going so far as

to confront me. I could overlook this, even if you intended to create issues for me. I refrain from

clashing with women, but you’ve erred in targeting her.”

At this juncture, Millie found herself at a loss for words. Leon’s attention had been ensnared by Fiona.

Anything Millie articulated would be met with disbelief.

As Leon moved away, Millie remained stationed on the roadside, certain that he would retaliate at her.

Abruptly, a vehicle raced by her, and Millie swiveled her head. She was instantly stunned—the

occupant was Marcus, with Derek behind the wheel.

Indeed, Marcus hadn’t embarked on a business trip; he was in Preagend. Millie’s heart raced. They

had spotted her, yet their car sped past without a pause.

Advancing towards a lengthy stretch of road, they halted at a red light. Millie’s body surged with

determination, propelling her legs to close the distance.

She wasn’t entirely sure whether it was her longing for Marcus that compelled her to meet him or if she

aimed to question him regarding the deception about being in Preagend.

Facing the traffic signal, Derek anxiously monitored the countdown timer, beads of sweat forming on

his forehead. Trouble was looming; Mrs. Thomas was gaining on them. However, Mr. Thomas wished

to evade her notice.