Chapter 72

Chapter: 72

“Millie, watch your attitude! I’m here.” Hands on her hips, Gianna vented her annoyance.

“What's the matter?”

Millie shot a cursory glance at Gianna and responded in a disinterested tone. She didn’t think anything good could come from

this visit. Millie’s mind was preoccupied with thoughts of how to navigate the upcoming birthday party.

Gianna was taken aback by Millie’s cold reception. “Mind your tone. Who gave you the right to act as the hostess of the Thomas

family?” Gianna retorted. “Don’t forget, you were discarded by the Brown family. Your standing here with the Thomases isn’t

much better.”

Shocked and irate at Millie's detached demeanor, Gianna couldn’t believe Millie had looked down on her.

“Are you done? If so, you may leave.”

“Unbelievable! Do you want me to leave? Don’t forget, your marriage to Marcus only happened because of my intervention.

Without me, he would’ve ended up with Mia, not a bitch like you!” Gianna had always disliked Millie, and her resentment

deepened when she discovered that the man Millie married wasn’t actually disabled. Despite all her calculated machinations,

she had reaped no benefits for herself.

Upon hearing the news that Marcus wasn’t disabled, she was so enraged that she fainted. The idea of her giving a vast fortune

to Millie, someone she considered inferior, was a reality she found hard to swallow.

“Why are you two just standing there? Escort her out!” Millie gestured dismissively at the two bodyguards and ordered.

The bodyguards stepped forward, positioning themselves in front of Gianna. “Please follow us. If you refuse, we'll have to use

force.”

“Millie, are you seriously kicking me out? |...”

Before she could finish, the bodyguards had grabbed Gianna’s wrists, pulling her towards the exit.

Understanding she was at a disadvantage, Gianna felt her face flush with embarrassment. This woman, sheltered under Marcus’

protection, treated her like a criminal, dictating commands. Yet, Gianna reassessed the situation and managed a smile. Things

were indeed different now.

“| visited you because Claudia Thomas is hosting a birthday party today. Would you spare two invitations? | would like to bring

Mia to the party,” Gianna requested.

Considering Gianna’s ambitions to mingle with the elite, her request for invitations wasn’t surprising. However, Millie couldn’t

confess that she was uncertain about how to secure the invitations herself.

“Invitations for the party were distributed quite some time ago. You ought to realize that such functions don’t wait until the last

minute to send out invites,” Millie retorted.

She wasn’t about to foolishly confess her inability to attend the event; such an admission would undoubtedly incite Gianna’s

mockery.

“| don’t care. You need to figure out how to get Mia and me into the party. Let’s not forget that your grandmother is waiting for my

brother to perform her surgery,”

Gianna demanded imperiously.

“We had a deal. Once | wed into the Thomas family, Joel would handle my grandmother's surgery, no strings attached. | need to

get dressed and head out. You should leave promptly.”

With that, Millie stood up swiftly and dashed upstairs, eager to avoid any further interaction with Gianna.

Gianna tried to follow, but the path was obstructed by the two bodyguards.