Chapter 885

In Preagend, Darin left the premises of his family business, sliding into his car and steering it toward his

home.

Unbeknownst to him, a convoy of several vehicles discreetly trailed his path.

As the road grew quieter, Darin’s vehicle was abruptly halted, compelled to a standstill by the imposing

presence of a Land Rover. Exiting his car, Darin’s gaze locked onto the vehicle that had forced him to

stop.

Seated within the Land Rover, Derek drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, his measured actions

imbued with calculated confidence.

Through the windshield, Darin’s eyes met Derek’s, Marcus’ assistant, a sight that sent a shiver down

his spine. An air of unease settled upon him as he speculated that Marcus had discerned his intentions

to kill Millie.

A full minute passed before Derek emerged from his car, a smirk adorning his features as he

approached Darin.

“Derek, what is the meaning of this?” Darin attempted to feign composure his voice laced with a veneer

of calmness.

“Mr. Barker, it has come to my attention that you bear no grudge against Mrs. Thomas. Why then do

you persist in your attempts to end her life? She is a defenseless woman. Does shame elude you as

you repeatedly plot her demise?”

Derek’s words dripped with disdain as he closed the distance and patted Darin’s shoulder.

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“Is your life lacking excitement, Mr. Barker? Well, allow me to inject a bit of intrigue.”

Darin’s legs quivered, his limited combat training proving insufficient against Derek’s skills. It was

common knowledge in their circle that Derek had been trained on Raven Island.

Moreover, Darin’s followers filled the vehicles trailing behind him.

The desolate road stretched before then as the sun dipped below the horizon. A sense of impending

doom settled upon Darin, leaving him with the unnerving certainty that escape would prove a

formidable challenge. Summoning all his efforts, Darin sought to steady himself.

Perhaps a misunderstanding has arisen, Derek, let’s clarify matters.” “Remember these words and

offer your explanation to Mr. Thomas. My role is to fulfill my assignment,” Derek declared with a stern

countenance, his gaze darkening as he pivoted to return to his car. With a surge of acceleration, his

vehicle zipped past Darin. Simultaneously, a trailing car accelerated toward Darin’s position.

In an instant, Darin found himself launched into the air by the force of impact.

The following morning, Millie awoke early, contemplating rising from the bed when Marcus’ arm

encircled her soft waist.

“Indulge in a little more sleep.”

Millie grazed her fingers across his forehead, noting the absence of fever. She then bestowed a tender

kiss on his lips.

“Darling, rest a while longer. I am unable to fall asleep.”

The kiss had proven more efficacious than any remedy. Extracting herself from the bed, Millie gingerly

massaged her sore waist, a sensation that left her questioning why Marcus, who was recovering from

illness, displayed such vigor in bed.

Just the previous night, upon their return home, he had been eager to share intimate moments despite

her initial reluctance.

Initially, she had resisted, urging him to conserve his energy and allow his body to recover. However,

he countered, “If I sweat, I’ll heal.” Amidst a blush that painted her cheeks, she found herself

acquiescing to his fervent desire. She knew her resistance would have little impact on the course of

events.

Nonetheless, his caution was palpable. He deliberately abstained from sharing kisses, citing his

concern about transmitting his illness to her.

Following her ablutions, she prepared a light breakfast. The exertions of the night prior had taken their

toll on Marcus, causing him to succumb to sleep once more. Opting not to rouse him, Millie ventured

outside.