Chapter 827

He caught her unease, Lightly lifting his glass and surreptitiously guiding her hand onto his lap.

In close proximity to him, Millie inhaled the fragrance of red wine that clung to him. Coupled with his

handsome features, her heart quickened its pace.

“The evening draws to a close.” Marcus’ hushed tone reached her, hinting at something unsaid.

Observing the somewhat inebriated Leaders, Millie’s Lips quivered with a mixture of nervousness and

anticipation.

“Honey, later I want to have hot dog; is that alright?”

Confusion flickered in Marcus’ eyes; he hadn’t expected such a request. It seemed her nerves were

getting the best of her.

“Of course.” “Also, I’d Like to have some roasted potatoes. Is that alright?”

His indulgent nod conveyed reassurance. “Certainly. After the event, we can buy some and head

home.”

Outside the restaurant’s entrance, Marcus exchanged a handshake with Randolph. Millie stood by his

side, offering a polite smile.

“Goodbye, Mr. Hinks.” she bid her farewell. Randolph chimed in, “It’s been a wonderful time! Farewell

and have a safe journey home.”

As the school leaders gradually departed in their cars, Millie cast a sidelong glance at the towering

figure beside her, a warm flush gracing her cheeks.

Shrugging off his coat, Marcus draped it over his arm. Adorned in a meticulously ironed black shirt and

straight-legged trousers that accentuated his model-like legs, he exuded both handsomeness and

refinement.

Millie blinked, finding herself captivated by Marcus’ presence. From his demeanor to his affluence,

competence, and physique, every aspect seemed awe-inspiring.

By simply standing there, he commanded attention, causing passersby to cast frequent glances his

way.

A smirk tugged at Marcus’ Lips as he gently took Millie’s hand, guiding her towards their waiting car.

Under his lead, she couldn’t help but feel a bit like a child being guided.

Behind the wheel, Marcus navigated to a food street and purchased hot dog and roasted potatoes as

per Millie’s preference.

As she held the hot dog in one hand and roasted potatoes in the other, the vibrant colors of the food

should have been inviting, but Millie found herself unable to eat with ease.

She shook her head, questioning her own nervousness. It was almost comical how she felt like a

bundle of nerves, fretting over the simplest matters between men and women.

She knew that many of her college peers had begun dating, establishing relationships early on, and

finding happiness together.

Yet, for some reason, she still struggled to start. “Would you Like anything else to eat? I can go get it,”

Marcus offered with a smile, his tone gentle as he ruffled Millie’s hair.

His magnetic voice brushed against Millie’s ear, while his tender gesture left a lingering warmth.