Chapter 944
Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
Returning to the present moment, Marcus cleared his throat and spoke.
âOf course, proceed with the assignments.â
Marcus glanced at the clock and uttered, âDismiss.â
Then he stood up and strode out, followed by Derek, who hastened to catch up.
âMr. Thomas, the Fairclough family just called and invited you to have dinner with them tomorrow
night.â
Marcus paused for a second. The Fairclough family was in the coal business, which had faced
challenges in recent years due to government regulations.
However, with new leadership, they had managed to revive their fortunes.
This time, they were spending generously on the upcoming wedding, likely to flaunt their regained
success.
Lately, Marcus had been inclined to decline evening social engagements, as he now preferred
spending his nights with Millie.
In the meeting room, the attendees gradually rose from their seats and began to exit.
Emerie bit her lower lip and gingerly touched her stinging cheek.
âWhat happened to your face?â
Nancy approached, curious, as she hadnât noticed any change in Emerieâs complexion earlier.
Emerie withdrew her hand, and her eyes blazed with anger.
âMillie slapped me, that bitch!â
Nancyâs eyes widened in astonishment, and her brows furrowed.
âWell, but I had my own revenge. I planted a sachet in her desk drawer, which triggered an allergic
reaction all over her body, leaving her covered in rashes. And today, I deliberately exposed her red,
irritated skin by removing her mask in front of everyone.â
Upon recalling the image of Millieâs irritated skin beneath her mask,
Emerieâs mood improved considerably.
A faint smile crept onto Nancyâs lips. The satisfaction was palpable.
âSeeing her suffer is quite gratifying. I wish I could destroy that face forever.â
Emerie was taken aback. Was Nancy implying something far more sinister?
âNancy, honestly, I donât think Marcus pays her much heed. Millie is just an intern in the design
department, essentially starting from scratch. If Mr Thomas was truly infatuated with her, he wouldnât
have let her begin at the bottom.â