Chapter 71

Chapter: 71

Millie sat in the living room, busily peeling fruit and preparing breakfast. A poor night’s sleep had left her with dark circles under

her eyes, prompting her to replenish herself with vitamins.

Meanwhile, Marcus sat silently on the sofa, legs crossed, clad in his grey suit trousers.

Millie noticed his gaze lingering on her and she blushed. When she looked his way, she found him regarding her with a strange

intensity.

Unsettled, Millie shifted awkwardly in her seat and continued her task, but his stare remained.

He had been observing her for a while, and showed no signs of stopping.

Setting her fruit knife aside, Millie rubbed her temples in frustration, wondering what was so intriguing about her to Marcus.

Memories from the previous night flooded her mind—his firm grip on her hands, the weight of his body against hers, and his

smoldering gaze that made Millie feel exposed and vulnerable. Recalling the humiliation made her cheeks flush.

Marcus frowned, sensing Millie was lost in thought. He snatched up the documents from the table, abruptly rose, and stormed

out. Watching him leave, Millie remembered they needed to discuss attending their grandmother’s birthday party together, so she

quickly sprang up to follow him.

Exiting the room, Millie saw Marcus already in his car, ready to leave.

“Wait!” she called out, sprinting toward the car, but Marcus didn’t seem to hear her and sped off.

Millie paused momentarily as two bodyguards followed behind her. She turned to face them, confusion etched on her face.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Madam, Mr. Thomas ordered us to protect you,” the bodyguards replied.

When Millie turned back, Marcus’ car had already vanished through the villa’s gate.

“Protect me? Or more like, keep an eye on me,” she muttered.

The bodyguards remained silent, their silence serving as tacit agreement.

No matter where Millie went within the villa, they followed. All morning, she tried in vain to escape their surveillance and the

confines of the villa.

She collapsed onto the sofa, a look of concern furrowing her brow. She wondered why Marcus would order such surveillance

and what secrets he was keeping. As the day wore on, she found no way to elude the two bodyguards.

Celeste emerged from the dressing room and cast an impatient glance at Millie, who sat brooding in the living room. Just before

leaving for the party, she issued a stern directive to the bodyguards. “Keep her under strict watch. She is not to leave the villa

today.”

The sound of the car starting soon echoed through the silent villa as Celeste made her departure.

The tension in the room lingered until a servant's interruption. “Madam, someone wishes to see you.”

“Who?” Millie asked, curiosity piqued as she turned toward the entrance. It was then that she saw Gianna sauntering in with an

air of arrogance. Regardless of Gianna’s haughty demeanor, Millie merely glanced at her dismissively and went back to ignoring

her.